Courting Death Novels & Stories

I punched in my code to the outside of the room to ensure no one could enter or exit beside me. I entered the on-site cafeteria and was relieved to find that I was surrounded by staff I wasn’t familiar with. They all knew me, of course, but I didn’t know them. The ones that dared to make eye contact with me, quickly nodded their heads in respect and returned to their meals before them. Others kept their eyes glued on their plates, refusing to look up as if I was some sort of boogeyman. I couldn’t blame them–my reputation preceded me. My nickname was Judge Death because I had the highest documented kill count. Some would consider the title a badge of honor; however, I was just doing my duty t

"He thought about it. But he can't get through to your number anymore. Besides, he knows. He knows he's the one who destroyed everything. He's too ashamed to face you." I was quiet for a long time, my feelings a tangled mess. I hated him for his betrayal and his stupidity. But seeing him hit rock bottom… I couldn't help but feel a sliver of pity. But I knew this was his bitter pill to swallow, and he had to swallow it alone. He chose to believe a con artist over me. Now, he had to pay the price for that choice. "Where is Victoria now?" "Rumor is she might be in Paris, but no one knows for sure. The police are still searching."

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

She couldn't allow him to continue. "She made only one request—that we not give him the death penalty. I promised her that." I hovered in the air and watched as Tyler shuddered violently. He remembered my face that day—the lifeless look when my father was killed. It hit him then that he personally destroyed the one thing I had left to hope for. Mr. Fields continued, "What happened during the raid on the night of the homecoming banquet was an accident. An officer got too nervous and misfired his gun. Nelson Grant died on the spot.

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.

--- Outside the courthouse. Millions watched the proceedings live. Parents embraced their children. Former victims wept openly. Flowers slowly accumulated beneath a growing memorial wall. Each flower represented someone who had never returned home. --- That afternoon... The judges returned. The chief justice slowly stood. "The court has reached its verdict." The room fell completely silent. "Arthur Ashford..." "For conspiracy, criminal negligence, and crimes against humanity..." "You are sentenced to life imprisonment." Arthur lowered his head peacefully. "I accept." There was no appeal.

Relief flickers across her pale face as the doors close behind her. Orvyn and I thank Dr. Marlene for her bravery against Victoria’s wrath just to expose the truth before she leaves. To my surprise, Orvyn’s posture and expression suddenly sharpens, not with sorrow but with resolve as he delivers his next command. “Prepare the guillotine at the front of the court hall, and summon all the members of the royal court to witness it. Before sunset today, Victoria must face her death.” A soft gasp escapes me before I can stop it. The weight of the death penalty feels heavier now, more real than it ever did before.

an officer firmly intervened, his voice stern. Sophia calmly raised her hands and surrendered herself. “I confess responsibility for Ava’s death. I’m willing to accept the law’s punishment.” As the police took Sophia away, the three brothers stood like empty husks in the operating room, refusing to leave my body. Matt’s eyes were swollen from crying. “Ava, I was wrong. I killed you. Please come take me too!” Chris said nothing. He picked up the surgical blade and plunged it straight into his own heart, collapsing softly beside Ava’s corpse.

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

Her pain was so vivid that anyone seeing the photo could feel it. I suddenly felt a chill go down my spine. A wave of grief and bitterness swept over me, and I felt like I had died all over again. That day, after getting out of the car, I had fallen into a hunting trap and died on the spot—both lives were lost. I gritted my teeth and looked at Enzo. He stood there looking like he'd been struck by lightning—motionless and not even breathing. He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot.