All Of Us Are Dead Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I shouted with all my might. "I'm sorry, treasure, but I'm afraid that's impossible." some of the men told me. "What are you going to do? Please take everything ... I'll give you everything but let us go." I was dying of fear. I didn't know what was coming. They were laughing. Apparently it was funny for them that I was praying for our lives. "Treasure, your man owes us so much moee than just money and he will pay with his life," said one of the men.

He shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said. A pause. “He’s gone.” The words echoed. Lisha didn’t move. Didn’t react. Just stared. Ethan Cross— The man who controlled everything. The man who feared nothing. Was dead. Just like that. And in that moment no one noticed the glass of wine still trembling slightly in Lisha’s hand or the quiet storm behind her eyes. Because while the world saw shock Lisha felt something else entirely.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

She had escaped from the crypt. "He's not dead! He's not dead!" Daphne threw herself onto the coffin, pounding on the lid like a woman possessed, her voice so shredded it was barely human. "Stellan isn't dead! He's not dead! He's not dead! You can't bury him! He's really not dead!" The chapel erupted. Everyone stared at Daphne in shock, then at the coffin, then at each other.

The scene changes from black to her world. “Am I dead? Blake is going to..” “Come here and haul your ass back.” She laughs at my expression. “I heard you two. No, you are not dead, Allie. But you used a lot of moonfire to kill Crean.” “Are you mad?” She shakes her head.

she added, wiping her tears. "That's...that's horrible," Jimmy whispered and hugged her. "I'm so sorry." "Don't be." she smiled and patted his back. "I am doing well here." He sat back and looked at her sighing. "He's dead," he said. She raised an eyebrow, "Who?" "Adalis." She gasped and widened her eyes, "W-What? How? That's impossible...he has the most dangerous creatures by his side." "I know." Jimmy nodded. "We came up with a plan and it succeeded. He's dead now."

“Figures. Cowards always run from what they don’t understand.” "Someone died," I choke out and his eyes snap to mine. "One of the people under the plague went into a cardiac arrest and died a few minutes ago." "What?" "It seems all their final destination is death, unless we're able to kill Malakai off first." Olivia’s small hand finds mine. Her fingers are cold—too cold for someone whose core temperature is boiling. “It’s okay, Zeke,” she whispers, her voice hoarse and strained. “Maybe they’re right. Maybe this is the only way.”

My body was broken but not beyond repair, and Damon stood there, his hands dripping, his eyes wild, refusing to leave my side until they told him I was safe. And here I am now, still breathing, still alive, tucked away in my parents’ house, waiting for my man because I miss him so much it makes me want to claw the walls. I laugh too, because isn’t it crazy? I almost died, yet here I am giggling like a fool because I want him near me every second. Hehehe. Oh, and in case you were wondering, Tasha died. Bitch. She deserved it. And Darren? Asshole. I hope her pussy and his dick both get burned in hell for eternity.

/What the fuck? “To prove to everyone we are dead. Cillian…he did it this morning. The whole pack came out to mourn us. I don’t know who the bodies were, he won’t say but two people were wrapped in linens and went up in flames and everyone, including Phillipe, believes it is us.” “So…I’m dead,” I croaked with a wry grin.

Naomi shouted. "The Death lord doesn't love you, that is for sure and we know that but if he sleeps with you, that is what we hate because he hadn't noticed us and ever been working for a very long time beside him but never got closer to him!" Naomi said with a pained voice. "You.are.obsessed!" Ella deadpanned. "What?!" Lauren raised her brows. "Did you just say we are obsessed?" Lauren scoffed. "What if we were? What if we were I ask you bitch!" Lauren screamed on top of her voice.