Corpse Bride Dead Novels & Stories

Small stones embedded themselves into my flesh and, mixed with my tears, caused excruciating pain—like salt being rubbed into my wounds. I writhed on the ground, howling in agony like a mad dog on the verge of death, while they laughed and mocked me. “An estate worth millions, and she thought she could take it from us. Let’s see if she lives long enough to spend a dime.” “Jenn, she’s not moving anymore. Do you think we went too far? What if this gets messy?” I felt a flicker of hope—maybe Marcus still had a shred of conscience left.

The man scoffed disdainfully, "It doesn't matter since you're about to die. I'm Ghost Shadow, and she's Madam Bones!" Sebastian nodded slightly. "Alright, if you insist on dying, I'll grant your wish." "Fool!" Ghost Shadow shouted as he drew a sword from his waist. The sword's tip shimmered with a dark glow, transforming into a black streak aimed at Sebastian's chest. Sebastian's expression changed immediately. Ghost Shadow was indeed a disciple of the Corpse Sect, and the sword was soaked in corpse fog. A strike from this sword wouldn't just kill; it would also cause the victim to suffer unbearably from the corpses' energy, eventually leading to a horrific death.

He looked around in panic. Ningyue and Wang Simin were even more so. They were closer to the corpse than Saber Twelve. But almost at the moment when they covered their ears, the corpse in front of them disappeared. How could they not feel frightened and panic? On Samuel's side, people also found that the corpse on the ground was gone. When they suddenly looked back, they were all stunned. On the thick black coffin, the bride sat cross-legged on it, with a red bridal veil tied around her head. Dressed in a red phoenix dress, she was not in line with the coffin's black wood, which was daunting.

Then came the worst part. Something clamped down on the bride’s face. Arah could hear jaws grinding with a guttural squelch. Her stomach twisted as jagged indentations tore into flesh. Bones crunched beneath unseen teeth. The bride’s agonized scream merged with the wet, sloppy sounds of skin ripping. Blood sprayed, spattering the ground and toppled chairs as the bride’s flesh vanished in mangled chunks. Around Arah, people screamed, pressing back against the shrub walls. They clutched each other in horror, not even minding the presence of the other vampire brides.

She climbed on top of the tomb, turned on her flashlight and pointed it inside. Claire gasped when she saw a skull-like body. It was in the process of decomposition, but somehow, it remained that way and not a skeleton. The corpse was wearing a black robe with a gold necklace with red stone in the middle. What she found strange was the lack of smell from it. "Huh, that's strange." She took videos and pictures and she almost fell down when she could have sworn she saw his eyes and they were red! Claire trembled in fear and jumped down.

And I was damn right as we reached closer. “They’re gone, burned the tents down to clear their trail,” Frost declared. “Let’s cross. We might find something to help us locate Cora.” We crossed path the water, just ankle-deep. Gael might be right—they were recruiting members. Based on the fire, it lit up pretty recently. If we were just quick enough to get here, we could still catch Cora. “Son of a—!” I turned to Frost. He was standing in front of a dead body. I walked closer with my heart hammering in my chest. The corpse was resting against the tree with a bullet hole on the forehead.

criiiit . Something disgusting started to come out from inside the corpse's genitals. A black head, followed by pale skinny fingers that were mercilessly ripping apart the corpse's genitals. "Oh no!" Alif shouted while looking away. Couldn't bear to witness such a terrifying and utterly disgusting event. It's worse than zombies! In a few seconds, kuntilanak covered in blood came out of the corpse's body. The torn-mouthed Kuntilanak growled and walked closer to Alif. Continued

You've been playing me from the very beginning! Dario bared his teeth at me in a twisted grin. "It's fine. If we got to do it over once, we can do it over again. Next time, I'll kill that bastard Cassiano first. I'm the only one who can be your husband!" "There won't be a next time," I said lightly, smiling at him. "You died last time, too, didn't you? That's the only reason we got to start over. But this time… Unfortunately for you, you're the only one who's going to die."

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.