Beautiful Deaths Novels & Stories

"Your mother was a casualty. Collateral damage if you will. And you, sweetheart, are about to be yet another." "Ginevra, enough!" Father yelled suddenly, then turned to me, a small breath escaping him. "Your mother died due to an accident." "Because they blocked every path in the city! Because they took the sick man who agreed to donate his heart! Are you really going to overlook that?" "Yes," he said simply, like he was answering to something as simple as wanting extra sugar with his customary afternoon tea. "Dad," I said, my voice low.

She didn't so much as move a muscle, placing my hand under her nose my heart froze, she wasn't breathing, no, no, no, no, I panicked This can't be possible, we just spoke now, I had even teased her, there's no way she would be dead so soon, right? But I wasn't so sure, wait, where was I? I stood again but this time my eyes roamed around me. “Impossible” I whispered, bodies were littered like flies around me, all I could see were an endless pool of corpses and around me were those closest to me. Lilith, Celeste, Solis, Kayden, Xavier, Lily,” they all had their hearts ripped out, shock evident on their dead faces.

KENDRICK ‎ ‎The heavens must have been heartbroken today so much that it split it's lips to bitterly shower on the earth. ‎ ‎I stared down at the corpse as the heavy rain continued to pour, thoughts running a marathon in my head under the dimness of the moon light. ‎ ‎Beside me, Kael crouched and cupped the mattered face of the corpse, turning it left and right. It was a man, seemingly. His face had been smashed till there was nothing left of his skull, or his eye sockets.

He immediately called Sofia’s closest friend, who was her classmate from Harvard University, Rachel Bennett. "Rachel, where is Sofia?" There was a pause on the other end before Rachel’s cold voice came through. "She’s gone and left the country. Sold off all her assets. Immigrated. Dante, are you satisfied now?" Dante felt as if he had been struck by lightning. "What? When did she—" "This afternoon," Rachel said, her voice dripping with mockery. "And her mother died last month. But you should know that already, shouldn’t you? After all, you’re the one who killed her."

It was as if it was sealed in red amber, like a strange, mysterious, and crazy work of art created by a crazy artist. One centimeter apart… Bang! The last ray of light disappeared, and the entire scene in the live broadcast room darkened. “F*ck! This is too scary!” “They died so miserably! Their deaths are probably the most miserable!” “They were indeed miserable! They were directly turned into minced meat paste!” “I don’t know if it was the most painful, but this will be a challenge for the police! An autopsy cannot be conducted on those bodies!” “Those people deserved to die like that!”

Except for his face; his body was completely ruined and in shambles. Hamza had killed gazillions of men and in his world, he was known for giving brutal deaths and tormenting his enemies until they beg for death but the scene in front of him had rattled him as well. Let it be for a brief second but this didn't seem like any normal person had done this. "F*ck!" He cussed, raking his hand through his hair as glared at the dead body of Zeeshan. What in the world would he say to his sister? How will his mother cope with this news?

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 was stabbed right through the heart, her life force flickering out as the destructive weaponized energy tore through her vital organs. Sadie's features contorted in pain, unable to believe she was dying by Ashton's hand. She tried to speak, but no words came out. She eventually fell limp onto the ground with a dull thud, all signs of life extinguished. Lauren arrived then, gasping for breath. She widened her eyes in surprise after seeing Sadie dead in a pool of blood with a hole through her heart. Every bit of her former scorn for Ashton had disappeared in that instant, replaced by a profound sense of awe and respect.

They just couldn’t leave me alone could they, my demons. Squeezing my eyes shut, the recent nightmare came flooding back. Something bad had happened and I hadn’t been able to stop it. Bloom was lying in my arms. There was a hole in her belly like something had yanked our pup out of her, a pool of blood around her throat. She was dead. I shook her but there was no response. Her eyes were wide open and lifeless, and her skin was death-cold. Then I roared in anger and when I looked down again, it wasn’t Bloom anymore. It was Maria. Maria with an arrow deep in her chest like the day she died.

It was like they had all walked into a tsunami, and their painful shrieks filled the whole atmosphere. After what seems like forever, everything becomes calm, friendly, silent, and still. I blink several times, my eyes examining the damage I have done. I was breathing heavily, blood was covering my body, and my brain was trying to process what had just happened. Some minutes ago, there were thousands of creatures here in front of us. But now, everything has returned to normal. All around me, the dead body of the wendigo, Nazgul, and the burning bones of the skeleton fill the ground.