All Might Dies Novels & Stories

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

“I mean, just parts of it…” “It was really painful,” Allison said quietly. “Dying, I mean.” Matthew gave her an indecipherable look. “It was that vivid?” He reached out and cupped the side of her face. “Are you okay?” “It’s okay. It’s just a dream,” Allison said quietly. “But if it was that vivid… It was probably a nightmare.” “Yeah…” Matthew was silent for a moment. “…How did you die?” “…Cancer.” “Oh, god.”

He tried to lighten the mood but failed miserably as she just stared at him confused. “I don’t have a choice at all really do I.” “Not really. Although you were willing to commit career suicide just a moment ago. I didn’t think you would actually go that far.” “That over a life imprisoned with you? Yes, I would go that far ten times out of ten.” She was blunt and not happy with the turn of events. “So what now?” “Well assuming you decide to go through with the marriage contract-” “You mean the Death Contract.” “Excuse me?” He was confused.

Nova said, and Celia nodded, stopping when she remembered originally, their team was one of four. "What happened to the other lady? Did she get captured? I can make up a team real quick to-" "Thank you Celia but that won't be needed. She died saving us." Jonathan replied, and his voice sounded thick, as if he struggled not to let the tears out. Celia nodded, feeling a wave of sadness hit her. She was all too familiar with death, but even she knew it was a devastating blow, especially when it was someone she was use to seeing every day.

"Thank you, Faith. I don't know what I'd do without you. "Are you guys crying?" Mary's voice startled Jodie. She forgot it was time for her little sister to get home. Jodie wiped her tears and turned to Mary with a smile. "No, we're not crying. It's just allergies," she joked. Mary rolled her eyes. "Sure, allergies in the middle of summer. You are crying about dying again, aren't you? I told you a hundred times, Jodie. You aren't going to die. You are too crazy to die any time soon."

“I—“ “Please tell me. What did they say?” “They said that if we don’t obey their orders then we will be next.” Allie gritted her teeth together. “As in next...” “Yes. Next in line to die” ***

Every move was hurting me This man was strong and ruthless. Then I saw death approaching. "You hurt my partner and now you deserve punishment." he approached Jack with his gun, who was standing and barely watching. He had been crushed by a fight. "Please dont." I began to cry inconsolably as hard as I could. With all the strength I had left. "I'll take away what you love most." he laughed and smashed my life to pieces with a thunderbolt. He killed him. He killed my future.

She pinched her nose as she looked around in disgust, muttering that Ophelia couldn't even bother to die somewhere respectable. Once the identity of the deceased was confirmed, Sean and Marcus finally broke down. The two men, who were usually so composed and reserved, cried openly, tears streaming down their faces as their heads hung low. Only Alexia remained different. She covered her nose, putting on a show of grief, while her eyes shone with barely concealed satisfaction. "Is Ophelia really dead?"

To see life. But nothing happens. Just the flat line. Allie’s body has given up. After such a long fight, she has chosen rest. She’s dead.

"If I'm not mistaken, the show was also broadcast in December like... Huh?" I widened my eyes as a memory popped into my head. I quickly ran, took the calendar from the table. Staring at the row of dates with a racing heart. Today.. then in two days.. Alliando will be found dead in his apartment!! Everyone thought that his death was unnatural. But a while later the police revealed that he died by suicide, not killed as people had suspected. I squeezed the calendar in my hand, suddenly a feeling of anxiety rose in my heart, what if it happened again? Damn! I'm really scared! Moreover, I have never been able to protect the people I love until now. My mother.. granpa.. uncle Jackson..