Akame Ga Kill Mine Death Novels & Stories

"You did a great job, Kim. I'm so proud of you." After all the mess that happened between us and Madeline, She died because of a shot. Ycson shot her before she shot us. She already did everything but because of her desire and lust for Zach, she didn't noticed that Ycson is behind her and he shoot her immediately. Eros blocked her before she'll pull the trigger. I feel sorry for her but we all know that she deserves that. A lot of lives and soul were lost because of her. This is the end. _____

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

The warmth of his lips against my bruised skin was firm yet delicate. A contradiction, just like him. A whisper of something dangerous passed through my veins. And then, his voice, low and steady, filled the silence between us. “I killed them, Mini,” he confessed, his voice low but steady, as if he needed me to understand. Ace lifted his head, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made it impossible to look away. “Whoever touched you… they’re gone.” His voice didn’t waver. “And I swear, I will kill anyone who dares lay a hand on you again.”

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

"He wants you gone, so I'm doing him a favor." The blade pressed against my heart. Silver pain exploded through my chest. Something that had been sleeping inside me for twenty years finally woke up in my last moments—silver light burst from my broken body and flooded the entire ritual altar. Adrian sucked in a sharp breath. Then everything went black. When Ethan walked back into the inner chamber of the Moon Shrine, Hugo was waiting at the entrance. I'd never seen his face look that heavy before. "Identity confirmation came back." Hugo's voice was quiet, and he held out the report. "The body is Maia."

After the successful completion of a mission, Connor Weston, the youngest patrol division captain of the pack, had fallen into an eternal sleep on that rainy day. … After his death, my soul began to dissipate, like dew evaporating into the air under the morning sun. In my final glimpse, I saw Chris rush into the infirmary. He then fell to his knees and clutched Connor's hand, his shoulders trembling violently. Later, I saw Connor buried beside my grave. Our two tombstones stood close together, as they were always meant to be. I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young."

"Do you have time to hear my sob story?" Lily slowly nodded, meeting his gaze. "Well, here goes nothing... " He took a deep and shaky breath, preparing himself to recollect one of his most painful memories. "It is my mum... She died by drowning."

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy…but it didn’t feel like mercy.

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

Just Ashe. “Goodbye,” I muttered, holding back the tears that were about to escape my eyes. Ken deserves my tears but Ashe deserved no sympathy from me. “Giving up on me,” He said, smiling like a maniac. “Ken died because of me and that guilt will follow me to my grave,” I replied with a bold smile. “But I will it let one of Chase's acolyte use his body for their own pleasure,” “Good,” he remarked. “Now I can kill you both in peace,”