We Never Die Novels & Stories

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

peace of mind The soul never dies Total absence of fear No trace of regret no rings on your ear So no need to spend Yet you get the best. (Vanity upon vanity) all is vanity Death is not the end Death, the great equalizer, Takes us all in its grasp, Rich or poor, weak or strong, None can escape its clasp. It's a mystery, a puzzle, A journey we must take alone, Leaving behind loved ones, And the life that we have known. But death is not the end,

One of us is definitely dying soon! . . . TBC

Death is not a thing that happens to us, it is something we see happen to others, it is an unfortunate day for some poor kid in a third world country who happened to be in the wrong spot at the wrong time as the bomb exploded. But us? Well we’re going to live forever. Living in the midst of a death sentence was almost like staring into the barrel of a Glock and hoping there was no bullet down the end of that long dark chamber. And then Mattel wouldn’t let himself think about it anymore, because morbid thoughts weren’t helping… anyone?

" You will die!" What!

Life is a cycle of living and dying. And death—well, it's the one thing in this world that never changes. It's inevitable. When that time comes, all we can do is accept it. Accept that nothing lasts forever. That the people we love, even ourselves, won’t be spared from the pain.

Still unbroken. Everything is still ours. Forever. THE END.

"We'll have children, right?" I nod. He continues, "And our children will have children too. They'll tell their children about us, whether or not we get to meet them, whether or not we are alive when they are born. Either way, our children remember us, and when they die their own children remember them. And since we pass more than just genes, we pass ideals, behaviours, morals down too. So even if all the people we've loved, all the people we've cared about don't remember us—the universe does; through our genes, our DNA, the things we did while we were here, the lives we changed. If you really, really think it through, you realize, we never truly die." He snuggles into me, his arm warm aroun

"You don't own me. You have to let me go!" He kept grazing my cheek in an almost tender gesture, but his grip turned hard as he held my face, tilting my chin up so I couldn't look away. "That's where you're wrong, Tera. You'll always be mine. As long as I breathe, you'll never be free of me." He leaned closer, his lips just an inch away from mine, "I. Will. Never. Sign. Those. Papers." He counted his words, and the look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know.

Only us. Forever.