Anime Graveyard Novels & Stories

He looked wrecked in a way that had nothing to do with the clothes. "You came," Rainer said. "You didn't leave me much choice." Rainer rolled the door up. Inside: a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, a metal folding table, a box. Papers and photos spread across the surface like evidence, because that's exactly what they were. "Sit," Rainer said. "I'm not staying long." Rainer let out a short, bitter sound that wasn't quite a laugh. "Right. Because leaving fast always works out for you." Jose stayed standing. Rainer picked up a paper and held it out. Medical examiner notes. Different from the official ones Jose had seen. Different cause of death. Different timeline entirely.

(Thirteen years ago.) I can hear them talking. They try to whisper around me, but I am not deaf. "The bambina is only sixteen..." "Who will take care of her until she comes of age?" "Luciano died like that. Cardiac arrest. But, if you ask me, he paid for all the excesses of his youth. "I know some people who must be angry that they did not manage to kill him." "His daughter found him laid out when she came home from school."

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

" You have to go back to the pack now and inform them. Also, just in case the vampires put up an attack again, the ladies will surely need an aggressive lady like you." " Haha!" Violet rolled her eyes and twitched her nose. " Is that supposed to make me smile or what?" Akira put on her friendly look and shrugged casually. " Just go now." Violet nodded and marched towards where her horse was. She mounted on it swiftly and departed afterwards.. ~~~ ~ Blood Venom Pack ~ Andrea was flying over Anita's mother's graveyard, that was now full of dry leafs. She wiggled her wand, using it to clean the dirt on top of the graveyard.

He answered. Clancy thought "Off city? Who would bury a corpse off city skirt?" He asked himself. Something's not right and Clancy could perceive that. Although, truth be told, there resides a cemetary off the city zone but it has been abandoned for decades. Many even believed the land to be cursed by witches and wizards due to a war that materialized against some creatures known as Zompires. Zompires are the real undead, combination of vampires and zombies, said to be extremely irritable and dangerous. So, to prevent them from fleeing beyond the borders of the cemetery, the witches and wizards sealed the cemetery off the shore of the city. To many, it's just a graveyard but to enlightened e

the human body by calcifying the bone marrow and liquifying the arterial walls. "Avery Vane wants a world without ledgers," Julianna hissed, her thumb trembling as it hovered over the sequencer’s 'Execute' command. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the faint violet glow of the Sombra-pulse leaking through the door’s observation slit. "I’ll give her a world where the only thing left to count is the bodies. I’ll give her a graveyard where the trees grow out of the ribcages of the 'Integrated.'" She pressed the button.

155 Ian’s POV The heavy clouds hung low over the vampire realm, mirroring the mood of the day. The funeral was set to take place in the old cemetery, a secluded area deep within the heart of the realm, where the most notable vampires had been laid to rest for centuries. Today, we would bury Aldric.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

CHAPTER 297 ~3RD PERSON’S POV~ ~The night before~ Lunaris raised her right palm toward Anaya's grave. Bright white light gathered before the grave and shone brightly. The white light turned into a golden-yellow light and glowed even more. After a few minutes, it faded out, leaving behind an unconscious Anaya, who wore the same dress she did on the day she died. The dress was a complete mess, carrying the scars of her battle with the abyss demon, The Unknown.

The fact that the new weapon had only been used in one instance, at least that Jo was aware of, made her think they were still in development and not readily available, particularly not to Souled Vampires, which were a bit of a problem to the unsouled type she’d been fighting. Ahead, a lantern hung from a pole near a narrow entryway. Jo recognized this as the turn off having seen it in her aunt’s mind via the IAC they all had implanted in their eyes. It allowed them to speak to each other without anyone else hearing, amongst other things, and it was responsible for the map she was following now. Jo slowed to turn, recognizing this was a driveway, not a road. About a half mile down the windin