Dazai No Longer Human Novels & Stories

She just looks down at Dorian in my grasp with something like pity. The towering mass of her mother looms over her shoulder, no reluctance on her face. I present Dorian’s neck again. Dowager Suniva tears his throat out with a vicious snarl. Everything falls silent, except for a couple of birds in the distance. People shift back slowly. None of the ambush party lived. Daz is dead, and one of the other guards is seriously injured. Estrella heals him while everyone else watches. The energy of pure life spills from her hands. It’s just as incredible as the first time I saw it.

The red light from the altar was so bright that it hurt to look at directly. "The ritual is almost complete," Daisy said. "In a few minutes, the barrier between the realm of the living and the realm of the dead will be gone forever. The ancient ones will be free to hunt in both worlds. And I will have power beyond anything any vampire lord has ever possessed." "Stop this," Noah pleaded. "Please, Daisy. I love you." For just a moment, Daisy's expression softened. The red glow in her eyes flickered, and I saw a glimpse of the girl I had been trying to manipulate.

“Dae could have given the invites to someone else, but he chose me—me! It’s fate, Mom! You can’t possibly expect me to miss out on this golden opportunity.” Maya could bet Nia had a whole romantic plotline crafted out in her head. The sweet story of the untouchable idol falling in love with a fan. It was all bull crap. Pointing out the fact that Dae was a ghoul might sound fascist, but he was. A zombie. When Maya thought of him, her mind conjured up images of raw meat. It made her stomach stir in discomfort.

My hands were ready to save the man, but my legs refused to move. “Am I?” Her grin enlarged, and she stepped away from Darius. “Darius!” I lunged at him at last, clutching his hands. His head was split wide- yet no blood, no brain, nothing. Just hollow. My stomach flipped as I turned on Seraphina. “What the hell did you do?!” She annoyingly shrugged in response, my hands jerked his again to incite a response, cold sweat now rolling down my back. “Human.”

Dax had taken a human child into a house still bleeding from human hands. “And Jasper?” I asked quietly. Dax looked at me. His expression became complicated. “I found him years after the war, during one of the times I returned to the human realm to rebuild parts of the Blackthorne mafia. He was a child caught in the wreckage of a human syndicate that had been trafficking supernatural remains and selling information to border hunters. I killed the men responsible and Jasper survived.” My stomach tightened.

I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a ceiling made of black and weeping stone, and every drop of water that hit the floor sounded like a clock ticking down our lives. I tried to sit up, but my body felt like it had been hollowed out from the inside. The silver hum that had lived in my marrow for the last few hours was gone, leaving me feeling small and fragile and entirely human. Darius was lying a few feet away on a stone bench that looked more like an altar than a bed. He was deathly still, and the shimmering light that had defined him for so long had vanished. In the dim torchlight, he just looked scarred and exhausted. He was just a man again, and for some reason, that terrified

He stepped into the circle of Dante’s arm. "You're small," Dante rasped. He pressed his forehead against Leo’s. "But you're heavy. Like a mountain." "We were happy, Dante." I walked toward them, the wind whipping my hair across my face. "We were human. I stripped the gene. I killed the AI. We were finally just people." "People die, Bianca." Dante looked up at me. The red flicker in his eyes from the ridge was gone, replaced by a dull, human exhaustion. "Monsters endure."

Some called for her death. Behind the camera Adaeze watched the secondary feed from the medical wing. Damien’s heartbeat had flatlined twice. The healers could not keep him stable. The silver was winning. Zara kept speaking. "My children were injected with a serum that stripped their bloodline. They are human now. There is no threat from them. There is no threat from me. Stop hunting us." A soft sound came from the hallway. Footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Damien walked into the frame.

A snow-white wolf ran toward me, a deer leg in his mouth. "Zara, look! I got meat! From now on I'll give it all to you—I'll make you my little chubby wolf..." I closed my eyes. And stopped breathing. *** Third-Person POV Moonveil's territory was dead silent. Zara's heart had stopped. Daisy didn't make it in time. "You liar... You promised. There were still two weeks left..." She covered her face and broke. No one answered. Per Zara's last wish, Daisy carried her back to Stormcrown territory.

His eyes were wild, lost in grief and rage. “Kael!” Serena shouted. “Stop! You’re going to bring the whole place down!” Damien shadow-stepped in front of him, grabbing the massive wolf by the scruff. “Brother! Come back to us!” Kael threw him off with terrifying strength, slamming Damien into a bookshelf. Liora started crying. “Daddy… please…” The sound of his daughter’s voice finally reached him. Kael shifted back to human form mid-leap, collapsing to his knees in the middle of the destruction. His body was covered in blood — some his, some not. Tears cut clean lines down his face.