Beyond Birthday Death Note Novels & Stories

He pushed the young girl away and fiercely waved the tool towards the middle-aged man’s face. At this moment, a black card suddenly fell out of the pocket of the young girl who had fallen. The tool wrench in Brent’s hand stopped in the air. He lowered his head and looked at the black card. He was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat! His name was written on the black card with red words! — Death Notice! Subject: Brent Crime: murder, rape, forced incest Executioner: Death Judge Execution Date: May 18, 2021 — Brent seemed to have forgotten about the father and daughter in front of him. His eyes were wide open, and he looked around in extreme fear. He panted heavily, and the hand holding t

"And that is the memory you were never meant to recover." The door opened completely. Beyond it stood a world without light. A world without life. A world that existed before existence. And at its center stood another Liana. But this one had black eyes. She looked directly at Liana. Then smiled. "You finally remembered me." The Celestial Heart stopped beating. And the universe outside went completely silent.

... I bolted upright in my dorm bed, drenched in sweat. My roommate, Alice Hoyle, hovered over me, her brow furrowed with worry. "Elena, you alright? A nightmare?" I blinked at her familiar freckled face, then scanned the room. It was my college dorm, and I was alive. With doubt in my mind, I grabbed my phone and checked the date. It was 9 a.m., August 13th. On the same day, my dad had orchestrated his "death".

Then Areiza turned around and gave Raina a cold smile, “Happy Birthday Raina again. Unfortunately, I have to go. Thank you for inviting me. Goodbye!” After that, Areiza strode out of the banquet hall. Looking at Areiza’s back, Darren squatted down, picked up the doll put the head back on his neck, and put it into the box. Areiza’s cold stare and alienating words filled his mind. ‘She looked nothing like Areiza. Was she Charlotte Wilson like she claimed? But I don’t want to believe it. I would never mistake Areiza for anyone else! But why did she say that Areiza was dead? More importantly, why did she say that Areiza died with the child in her womb? What’s going on?’ Darren tightened his grip

It is rude to use your phone. Bart looked up at me, a smirk on his face. "I apologize," he said, not sounding very sorry at all. "I just had to check this." He glanced back at his phone and his expression changed. He looked up at me with a lopsided grin. "Is this what you were hiding?" he asked. I frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Alpha Rowland is infected," Bart announced, looking around at the other council members. The room erupted in chaos as the council members threw questions at Bart and started to murmur amongst themselves. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I tried to process what was happening.

I reached for it with my white light and it recoiled. It was a fierce battle of tag but the darkness was slippery beneath my touch, I tried to capture it but it wouldn't stay still. I decided to channel my light like a torch and brighten the whole place. It seared so bright my eyes burned but so did the foreign magic, and then, he stopped moving. I was crying. I don’t remember when I started. I only knew he wasn’t breathing. His veins were slowly losing the purple colour and he had a smile on his face.

On re-entering the glass lounge, Ben was shocked to see a small gathering of all the familiar security personnel with Lydia in the middle, holding a cupcake with a single burning candle. They were waiting below the stairs and facing the glass lounge. While he was still trying to figure out what was happening, the exit door opened and everybody shouted "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN!" Whaaaaaat?! Holy shit! Is this for real? My birthday? They are celebrating my birthday? Asahi didn't say anything about birthdays. Is this normal? Birthday that he didn't even remember. How did they know? Who told them?

The day I died in the present was my birthday. "My birthday is on the 9th of May." I said. My father looked at me. "Yesterday is the 9th of May. Your birthday is the same as my daughter's. The gods must've sent you to me." He said happily. From what I read, Nōhime's real birthday wasn't verified. No one knew much about her. I wonder why. "I'll leave you to prepare." He turned on his heel and left. Sato helped me to the bath and scrubbed me.

"It's a looped space! There's no exit! Whether it's the door or the window, it's all a dead end!" On my third pass by the 16th-floor window, I saw a face—No. 99 stood there, sans his mask. He just looked down at me plummeting over and over. His eyes were full of deep pity as he reached out through the window, a handgun in his grip. "Stop wasting your energy." His voice cut through the wind, faint but unnervingly clear. "The boundary is hard-locked. You're not going to find a bug." Bang. A bullet pierced my skull in midair. [Seventh loop over. Player has died.]

Theodore mumbles. I feel a sharp pain cut through my heart, one I haven’t felt in years. Along with my pain comes my anger. It’s no coincidence that my father died the same day as Ronan his best friend. The Inner Circle has something to do with this. I hear the small voice growl in my head and I flinch. I might have hated the man, Theodore King, but no one has the right to take his life from him, except me! “There might be hope after all.” Alex continues, watching me cautiously as he speaks. I feel my hands visibly shaking from the anger I’m feeling.