Courting Death Novels & Stories

********* Two days later. Cara's POV I am feeling everything at once, but in the same time, nothing at all. My inside feels heavy yet light. I am cold, I am so cold. I can feel myself breathing, I feel the air push in and out of my lungs, I can feel my heart beating, pumping against my rib cage. I am alive, I know that I am alive but a part of me dies as they lower the casket into the ground. The coffin is dark stained cherry and it is perfectly polished. It has a cushioned and a silky lining. I want to touch it, will they let me touch it? I want to open it and see him one last time, would they let me do that?

“No. It can be chosen.” “And if I refuse?” he pressed. She looked at him. “Then you prove you were never balanced.” He fell silent. She turned to me. “And if you refuse?” I swallowed. “Then you prove my doubt was right.” The words cut deeper than anything before. Before I could respond, the air shifted. Cold. Still. Death. “You have both misunderstood,” Death’s voice echoed. We turned instinctively. “This trial was never yours to decide,” Death continued. “What do you mean?” I demanded.

"Is there a way out? Oh my god, are we going to die here today? I never thought that this would be our fate... Why should we end up like this? Why should we be so miserable!" ...... Many cultivators who participated in the competition for the ranking of gateway to immortality were about to collapse. It wasn't their first day cultivating, so they knew very well that they might really die! If they were really going to die here, it would be useless for them to say more! Anyway, they were going to die. Why did they struggle so much? Zhang Cuitian watched all of this with a heavy heart! "How could this be? Where is Lord Caspian now?"

He warned me and i scoffed rimming me eyes. "What ever,keep dreaming"I blurted out and he smiled at me shaking his head. "We need to get ready because Savaltore's death is getting closer and it seems we are getting him soon,my instinct don't tell lies, Mrs Courtney said she is still working on his location and we re gonna get him soon and i day wait" I squirreled happily, No one is happy than me because of the death of Savaltore that's gonna come soon, I just want him to die for good and rot in hell.

Sentenced to death… He was sentenced to death? Jeffrey's mind felt like it had been struck by a massive explosion. He couldn't hear what Steven was saying next, and he didn't want to either. He grabbed onto the railing and shouted hysterically, "How could I be sentenced to death? I'm not a citizen of your country! Are you bullying me because I don't understand the law? "Even if I'm sentenced to death, it shouldn't be by you. I should be deported back to my country and be judged by my country's court! You can't sentence me to death!"

"You can achieve all this if you become mine." I scrunched my nose and did something I had been wanting to do since I came into his courtroom. I spat on his face. "Never!" He was taken aback, but quickly regained back and wiped his face. "I see you are still as foolish as ever. I am not surprise," he said and stood up. "You choose this for yourself. From now on, you will be picked in the journey where you will die and your body won't be found by anyone. You will perish like someone so meaningless and invisible," he listed out.

No one cared if it hurt me, why should they care when I was going to die, it was rather a thing of jubilation. The streets of the capital shimmer in its glory, every decoration put up for this festive day. We soon arrived at the slaughter ground, I was to be killed by noon with the entire clan watching and cheering. “Kill the witch, kill the witch, we want her head, '' the crows chanted. The guards led me to the top overlooking the official. “Let the countdown begin” the minister of justice announced. “10,9,8,7,” the crowd chanted happily, eagerly waiting to wipe away my blood with a white cloth to cast away evil spells. I closed my eyes, it was time. I heard the final words 10 and everythin

Before I met Rebecca, I had watched cases David Cooper argued on TV. He was a popular attorney that they used his life-courting arguing cases to teach young and upcoming attorneys how to do it right. And as such, his cases were always shown on TV for free. The cases he argued were brutal. The defendant, if he were prosecuting, always landed in a life sentence or was sentenced to be killed by fire. I opened my eyes widely as I remembered the final judgment a court pronounced on a case. Would I be judged to be killed as well? My heart pounded.

And I could guess that they have probably heard more about me. "Ladies and gentlemen," Ryan's voice cut through the massive pressure in the cage. At this stage, you will have to fight each other until death; no retreat, no surrender, and no mercy. Whilst only five of you will have to emerge as survivors, Ryan announced, and I could feel the hatred in his voice. "Seems today is the day after all," Kira elucidated beside me while giggling softly, and my heart flushed with happiness at the sight of her smile.

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.