Coolest Way To Die Novels & Stories

“You beat them to a pulp?” “I steal the air from their lungs and send them back home in a body bag. Sometimes with their limbs attached, other times in pieces, days apart. But you have lips that would look magnificent wrapped around my cock. Dead or alive.” I internally cringe at his last sentence, imagining him ramming his cock into my breathless mouth. “I’ve heard of worse ways to die, and being suffocated isn’t one of them. So, if you are going to steal the air from my lungs, can you stop toying with your food and get it over and done with.”

*** ~~Amara~~ *** How can you kill someone in the most torturous and painful way possible? Gut him with a knife? No, too easy. Throw him in a pot of boiling oil?Hmm, fair enough. Break his kneecaps, toss him to some wild beasts and watch in relish as they shread and scrap his bones to pieces? Well, Maybe. "There are one thousand ways to die, Lan," I groaned, anger brewing inside me as I stared at him with churning rage, "But you choose one."

That's exactly where I want him. “Who is there?” He asked. “Death!” I laughed then I stood up and sashayed out of the dark area. “Are you scared?” “Who are you?” He asked with a fierce look on his face. “Didn't I just tell you? I am death.” He pointed his gun at me and pulled the trigger but there was no fire. I had already removed the bullets in it when I entered his room. The best way to kill him is to make his death painful.

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

At first, I was shocked by the large amount of money they put into their stupid bet, but soon the shock was replaced with astonishment by their wild imagination. Death by drowning was, of course, there, and no surprise it was Boris's pick. They also included driving into a ditch, choking on food, even breaking my neck after falling from the stairs, and many other stupid things. It may sound insensible, borderline sadistic to bet on my death, but in their defense, it all happened to me before.

The closeness was to much and the heat wasn't going to be a funny idea. "I can't think of a worst way to die. Death cause by suffocating in a closet ." Foluke said. "We're not going to die." Drew said, fear written all over his face. "I mean, I'd rather die than take the risk of our friends outside finally realizing that we were spying on them." "Get yourself checked." Bisola said. "You'll seriously die in a closet due to suffocation than have a happy life?" "Okay, can we actually try to get out of here? " I said, "Someone ought to have heard the strange noises coming from here."

I shouldn’t have eaten that last bite of chocolate cheesecake, my stomach feels like it is about to explode, and i can barely move. I now know what people mean when they say death by chocolate, because fuck, i feel like I'll be joining the land of the dead soon. Either that or I'll be on the toilet for the rest of my life, however short that may be. Who knows, i may even die on the toilet, just like Elvis did. That would be one hell of a story for Mihai to tell his great grandchildren.

Chris's POV I don’t even know when it escapes my lips. The words slip out before I can catch them, and the second they’re in the air, I’d sell what’s left of my dignity to stuff them back down. Ten different ways to die and I just picked the loudest, stupidest one. He stands.

“You’re gonna kill me one of these days.” She laughed quietly against the pillow. “Good way to go, though.” Yeah. Best damn way to die.

“I think they would choose to die this way. “It’s just a needle-like pain in their necks, then they start to feel weak, dizzy, and then they die. But in the hands of those butchers, they would have their heads cut off slowly, and painfully, and would cry for hours. This one only cried for minutes.” He pointed out, staring at the cow, and his explanation calmed me. Indeed, they would prefer the faster, and easier death. They were meant to die anyway, so it was a kind of win-win situation.