Never Die Extra Novels & Stories

If I had any chance of seeing him-just a glimpse, just enough to confirm he wasn't dead or drowning or curled up somewhere hating me-it would be there. Declan perked up instantly. "Wendy's? Say less. I'm starving." Jackson groaned. "Dude, you're always starving." "Because I'm a growing man," Declan argued, puffing his chest out. "You're five-eight," Zichen deadpanned. "I'm five-nine!" "Sure," Zichen said, unbothered. I shut my locker with a soft thud. "Anyway, I'm buying. Wendy's special on me."

"This isn't some video game, it's real, real life. ‎ ‎ I nodded slowly. I knew that, what more could convince me otherwise? ‎ ‎ "If we want to survive, we have to do everything we can, otherwise we're better off dead. ‎ ‎ "But if you don't get out of here, you will truly be dead, can't you see that? Chry, let's find another hiding spot." I stretched my hands a little and slowly pulled away the plank, then I poked my head out and scoured the environment.

I've always been terrible with directions. No matter where I go, I end up lost. Seraphina didn't buy the whole "born this way" excuse. So she roped in my foster brother Gabriel and my childhood friend Lucas, and they decided to put me through "training." For the border patrol exercise, they drove off with the tactical SUV ahead of time, took my phone, and left me stranded alone at the subway entrance—right in the middle of gang territory. They said it was to sharpen my sense of direction. I opened my bag and found a note from Seraphina: "We've walked this escape route with you twice. I know Carone's blood will find its way to the safe house, Leah!" "We'll be waiting at the mansion." I stared

“But I'm grateful. Elena was an important part of my life, and I will always respect the memories we shared.” Vivian's expression slowly softened. She understood what he was doing. One of the guests who knew me looked at Vivian. “I remember when Elena use to come for shopping. What actually happened to her?” The room became quiet again. Adrian's hand tightened slightly around Vivian's shoulder. “She died,” he answered. The words struck me harder than I expected. Not because I didn't know he believed I was dead. But because he said it so easily. “She died in an accident,” he continued. “It was a painful period for me. I eventually had to move forward.”

He said, "It's bigger than you and me." "Fortunately, I won't be here when he gets older. Thankfully, I wouldn't witness what will happen, as you know I don't have much time on this earth." He said. Yeah, I know, Alex told me that he's dying of cancer...but I still don't get it. Witness what? "So, that doesn't concern me, that's not why I want him dead." He added. "Then why?" I asked, "Why do you want him dead?"

Puffing out in annoyance I clasped the phone from the side stool and swiped up to check the message. I met about 20 messages but with the same texts. “THE SECOND ROUND OF THE GAME COMMERCE TONIGHT, GET PREPARED. IF YOU SKIPPED THE ROUND AND BREAK ANOTHER RULE, A THIRD PERSON WILL DIE.” The text made me freeze. My heartbeat stopped. I felt my Stomach twist. My hands trembled against the phone and I didn’t know how I let it fall to the ground. My mind starts wandering, What did he mean by the third person will die. My brain processed a lot of answers but it all arrived at one resolution. Could this have anything to do with the mysterious death of Zayn and Anabel.

Love ...... It's something that can make your life blissful or end your life painfully. As my soul drained out of my body slowly I realized and regretted a lot of things and I do have a lot of regrets, I wish i had a second chance to make things right and to live for myself. But it's all just my wishful thinking as I see my step sister Cordelia and my husband Liam waiting eagerly for me to take my last breath.

If I accept the offer I am sure I will witness various human deaths. But if not? My life is back to normal. Though, like what the Grim Reaper said I will just use different bodies. I will never die. I will never see my father again and will live forever. However, there is no guarantee that I will see my father when I die. But if I die I will end my great difficulty in seeing the death of some and somehow there is a possibility that I will see him again. That is the most important thing.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

V. "You look angry ... doesn't the beauty listen?" John looked at me. I looked at him with a bad look. "Don't ask me about her. I wonder what I need her for at all." "Are you thinking of taking her back to Miami?" "No. Don't be stupid. She saw too much." I was thinking. "Maybe I should kill her." "To kill her? Isn't that a little extreme?" Extreme? For me, this was not extreme at all. "I've been doing this my whole life, John, are you seriously asking me if it's extreme?" I laughed.