Danganronpa Novels & Stories

“Wait. Let’s talk some more and figure out a plan. I’ll call Rajin.” “Fine. Call this number. Burner phone.” A folded note hit the table. Jona said goodbye in Finnish, “Moikka.” And without waiting for a response, Jona headed for the exit. The dartboard on the wall proved to be a temptation. Pausing, Jona picked up a dart with a gloved hand and aimed. The projectile found its mark. “Nice shot!” The bartender smiled. “Bulls-eye.” “I call it a strikethrough.” Jona nodded at the cheerful man. The poor guy had no idea that the deadliest killer on the planet played darts in his establishment.

ZAIRE'S POV I was leaning back on the couch, smoking weed with Dayanara. I could hear moans coming from Reggie's room as he was getting it on with Daya's pink-haired friend, whose name I couldn't care less to remember. The fucked up part? This wasn't even the first time I'd met her. Not even the second. She had been around the first time Reggie introduced me to his cousin, and the many other times I had linked up with Daya.

One of a kind. "Apparently Luna has the capability to nullify the effect of any poison. That means he can’t be killed by poisoning. His body has an automatic defence system that will block the poison to enter the system. But it seems like the poison was fatal enough that it put Luna unconscious for two days. He is fine now. All poison has been passed out of his system. Take it as his own power. But. I request to keep it a secret. We can’t let anyone know.

The anticipation in the room was tangible, and I could feel the weight of impending doom hanging over me. "What is this? What evil game are you planning to play?" I gasped, my breath heavy from screaming and exertion. David cast a cold glance at Dane, who instantly understood his silent command. With a flick of a switch, the board slowly began to rotate, my body pressed against it. Panic surged through me as the rotation gradually picked up speed, and I let out a piercing scream. “We’re playing a game called darts.” He said just as the first knife came flying at me.

I couldn't breathe. Help.... He seemed determined as he strode toward me at a supernatural speed. HELP! Why couldn't I move?! My lungs burned and everything felt dizzy. "HIJA!" I heard a voice from distance. Wake me up please! "Hija!" The voice was clearer now. I could breathe again. Keeping my eyes closed, I sucked in air, desperately needing oxygen. "Hija?" The soothing voice of mama reached my ears and it sounded like a melodious music at the moment. My nightmares came back.

he spat venom. A/N: so I know it's been such a worry as to what Mia meant by getting herself within the clutches of Tartal but next chapter is Mia's point of view. By the way, a little break for me to look up this name 'Tartal'. I want to know the country that bears it. Seen in an ancient kdrama, a Korean answering the name.

August is only around if Katrina is. “But then… where’s Katrina?” I asked, the door creaking open further, making me fall to the ground with it. I blinked as I saw a massive room lit up with burning barrels. “Holy fuck… it is Donkey Kong.” I gulped as I looked at the platforms with ladders between them. As my eyes went higher, I saw the massive red plastic monkey. Like the king of all the monkeys that had been throwing bananas at us. “KATRINA!” I shouted as I saw my mate on a raised platform bound by ropes, just like Princess Peach was in the game.

The first lady explained then I watched her open the door using pins The door flung open and I sighted laura on the floor with blood hoozing from her mouth Anger ran through me😡..Four guys were on black and the fifth one wore blue top and Jeans trousers "Beat them up"The guy on blue ordered The two ladies ran to my back and the guys on black rushed to me I gave the one in the middle heavy kick then I brought out my gun..I angrily shot then and all the guys in black fell on the floor bleeding Seriously..I gave the gun to the first lady then I rushed to grab the Collar of the guy on blue

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

“Those are the best kind. Like, why actually hide when you can pretend to hide?” I nodded. “So they’re arguing, right? And it starts off very small, like one of those ‘you said this, no you said that’ kind of arguments. Just like that.” “Classic.” She bummed, pouting. “But then…” I paused, raising a finger for a dramatic effect. Susan slapped my arm lightly. “Don’t you dare leave me thirsty. Continue!” I laughed, raising my hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Then Lana just, out of nowhere, goes straight for Victoria’s throat.”