Dead By Daylight Comic Novels & Stories

The Dark Night Family members were stunned to see the zombies before them. "Rank… Rank 9 Zombies!" The Dark Night Family member shad never seen Rank 9 Zombies nefpre. Needless to say, they were very shocked. Roar! Biggy let out a roar as he launched his Earth-Shattering Fist. Following Biggy's attack, White Doll, Scarlet, Rayne, Sven the swordsman, Skeletal Lady, and Rexy launched their own. The low-ranked Dark Night Family members could not possibly defend against their attacks, and thus, the scene became unbearable to witness.

her mother sighed and helped her to her feet, leading her to the bathroom to deal with the blood. After Becca was settled, her mom called Demitri's mother to vent. She needed it after a long day of work and a small family crisis. Demitri's mother picked up and the two ladies talked for hours. They try to talk at least once per day. They had their friendship down to a formula. They shared everything. Sadly for Becca, Demitri was also pretty close to his mom. Demitri's mother has no filter and told Demitri basically right away. He asked what it meant and his mom explained the blood.

★ ★ ★ Draven’s POV The photo on my desk never aged, but I had. Two boys. Twin, no older than six. Grinning with ice cream smeared across their chins. Kael had always been the one with his eyes half-closed, like he was seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. Or wouldn’t. Now all I saw were fault lines. A war encoded into their blood. I turned from the photo to the fireplace. Flames danced within, orange and hungry, but their warmth didn’t reach me. Diana Jones is dead. I watched the coffin sink.

“If everyone is dead, and you don’t work with Umbra, and you’re still alive, that means you’re either the Top 1 or 2. Which is it… Top 1? That’s very possible, considering the fact that you were able to walk into Umbra and speak to Umbra.” I snap my gaze towards Dale, watching as all emotion drains from his face. Eiii, now this angry, sad, pitiful old man is being ridiculous. Dale is not The Reaper. it's so absurd if you even think about it. Yet, Dale looks like a child caught stealing meat from his mother's pot. Oh, c'mon Dale, just tell him you aren't and let's get this over with. He needs to move on to the next question so I can figure out what I'm trying to figure out.

His jet-black hair was combed neatly and his green eye sparkled in amusement courtesy of the late morning sun that bathed us. I rolled my eyes, ignoring him trying to focus on Dayton. Dayton on the other hand wasn’t as exuberant as Damon. His face was straight, brooding, his brows furrowed as he stared at me. He didn’t look very good. It was one that I’d gone through after Rachel had died. “Hey, Dayton,” I greeted softly. “How are you holding up?” Dayton sighed as he folded his arms. He was standing at the entrance of his pack with Damon who was beside him, a smug smile on his face. He wouldn’t understand what it was like to lose someone whom he cherished. He was just too full of himself.

I Have To Find Bryan! (How Did He Get Here?) Luna's POV. "Dacy is dead. She died last night in front of her own house. We don't know how, but it's clear that a werewolf is responsible!" They said this and then quickly walked away, disappearing from my sight. At first, I couldn't believe what I had just heard. It felt like a dream until I took my phone out of my bag. As soon as I unlocked it and checked the latest news about Normhill, Dacy's death was among the top five trending stories.

They fought against the dark knights with all their might. Diane created a poisonous arrow and struck the enemies one by one. While Lyndon used his powers to freeze the enemies who's trying to attack him. Ana Mae and Leanna on the other hand fought side by side to defeat the enemy. But to their surprise, no matter how many enemies they have killed, still the number of the dark knights remained the same as it was when they first attacked them. "They don't die," Lyndon said in panick. "Yes they are like zombies returning back to life!" Diane added after shooting an arrow.

I stood there for hours, praying to die. Until my neighbor, Mr. Collins, came in the morning to look for Jack. I don't remember exactly what happened. I remember waking up the next day in the hospital. I hated the fact that I was still alive and Jack didn't. I wanted to die more than anything. They had killed my whole life. One shot changed everything. One night changed my life completely. It took more than 6 months before I was able to shake off the incident. I had nightmares every night.

The day that he earned enough to buy back the grocery store, he rushed home to tell his grandmother the good news, but he found his grandmother lying dead on the floor in a pool of blood with Damian standing over her. Something was tragically different about Damian. He wore a mask that only covered his mouth and his arms were glowing with devilish red energy and black lightning surrounding it. The horrifying sight of his brother standing over their grandmother’s corpse drove Daryl mad. He charged up his arms and swung at Damian. But Damian blasted him out of the building onto the roof of the building across from them. When Daryl awoke, he saw police tape over the crime scene and officers hol

Squinting her eyes, she realized that the transparent thing looked very similar to her, the only difference was the golden halo above the head. "If she's dead… Why don't I have a golden halo-like her's?" Tang Yazhu muttered when suddenly, a thought came to mind. According to the books and movies that she has read thus far, there was such a thing as "possession." This ignited her heart and loosened the tight grip that has been on her heart since she died. "Since she's dead now, does that mean that I can possess it?!" With that thought in mind, a flicker of hope shined in her eyes. Without delay, she arrived at the dead female body even faster than the Flash.