Casper A Date With Death Fanart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The sight of her struggling for air, of her lips turning pale, clawed into my chest until I thought my heart might stop beating altogether. “No, no, no, no—” I sobbed, my voice raw. My restraints rattled as I fought them, useless. “Don’t let her die like this! Don’t do this to her!” The door creaked open. And Caspian stepped inside. A smile stretched across his face. Easy. Carefree, but twisted now into something monstrous. “Oops,” he drawled lightly, his eyes glittering with cruelty. “Looks like I came a little too late.”

Cass dies. Try to harm Elle - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Then Lucas and I die for good measure. Injure myself, cause any diversion. Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Twisting my head I searched around the beige and gold royal bedroom for a sign, anything that could help. Every vein raced with painful adrenalin. I've stood in front of dozens of enemies and stared death in the face before. Slashed and hacked my way through flesh and bone. But this fucking demon in pink silk is the one to break me.

I waited for a while while searching the room for something out of the blue, like a stone, a moonstone, which should be visible in his room. But there were so many artifacts that they could be lost anywhere, so I decided to walk around a little to fulfill my curiosity while I still had the liberty to do so. “Name?” “Selene Taylor.” “Hmm” I ran my down some hyper-realistic painting, which peaked my curiosity the most. For a second, it seemed as though it was in the room with us. “Hungry?” Casper asked, he was starting to seem more homely. "Yes,” I said.

He asked and I froze. ------- Casler I woke up in the morning feeling new and somehow really different. It feels like I have a lot of energy and I feel so strong. I stood up and went directly to my table where his picture lies. I took it. “Hey baby, it’s been six years since you left me. I was wondering if you miss me too” I said as I stare at my mate’s picture. He died in the war six years ago and they said I would be able to have a second chance mate but I don’t want to believe that, and hey it’s already been six years. I hope the moon goddess grants my wish if ever I find one.

Killing them is an easy way out. "I, Casper, the future alpha of Red Moon pack, reject you, Louisa, as my mate and future Luna." Casper venomously spits the words out, and his mate's eyes widen in surprise. "I accept your rejection," she defiantly says, and he nods, slumping on the floor. Goddess! If Ellie does this to me.... The guy will be forever broken but at least he won't be played a fool from now on. "What should we do with them?" my mate's father asks and I turn to the kneeling men.

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

She knew what she had to do. Closing her eyes, she began to chant softly under her breath. "Xentilofico instaantico..." Her hands trembled as she wove a spell, the energy crackling around her like static electricity. Slowly, she began to fade, her form becoming translucent. "Save her and save yourself my love. I can't afford to be the reason you both don't make it. I love you." "No!" Draven screamed, reaching out to grab her. "Elara, don't!"

The moment after I died, my soul floated to Samantha Jones's wedding. Samantha was holding her mother's hand in the dressing room. Her eyes were all red. "Mother, is Celine really not going to come? Do you think she still hates me for being together with Jenson?" My mother, Susan, wiped away her tears with a distressed look. "How could it be? It's obvious she was narrow-minded." My father, Charles, who always kept a serious face in front of me, put down his pride and comforted Samantha softly, "Don't cry, my dear. It's your big day today, it's not worth crying for her."

Alpha Pharoah Kingtin sneered as if truly disgusted by the outcome of the game. “Then it means, Father, ‘Games of Fangs and Death’ is still easy. Try harder the next time so that no one can come out of it alive.” Princess Ameerah tried to calm herself. The Alpha Pharoah should not notice that she was extremely affected by his decision to kill Fiel Davidal.

Everyone had a dark twisted side, it only needs a situation to force it out. "Go ahead and kill me! Do it, bastard!!" Casper grunted, the blood oozing from his broken nose. "Die, you will." Lucian had his gun focused, his eyes were cold with death as he trailed lower and lower, the pain in Casper's features was easily replaced by panic. "But you will pay for it slowly, especially for touching what is mine!" Sweat broke across Casper's face, his eyes widened as he started to scramble backward.