Dead By Daylight Comics Novels & Stories

He held up a drawing of a stick figure with a cape and a huge smile. I knelt beside him, pushing away the cold dread for a moment. "Wow, Jasper! He looks so strong! What's his name?" "Captain Awesome!" Jasper declared, puffing out his chest. "He saves everyone!" I smiled, a real smile this time, though it felt fragile. "He sure does. You're a great artist." I ruffled his hair, feeling the softness of it. His innocence was a sharp, painful reminder of why I was doing all of this. Why I'd just walked into Caden's trap. It wasn't for me. It was for this small, bright light, for Mom.

- Art the zombies are not making a moment of hesitation and attack them simultaneously! "ARGGG!!! if nothing will be changed we will surely die!"- Kaye "i dont want to!"- Art "Kaye stay with me!"- Christian Christian mana is continued depleting and it is very near to its limit "help!!!"- Raymart the wave of helplessness is slowly eroding their minds they're gonna die soon this is the end Christian canceled his skeleton while Art and Raymart already lower their guards

Sunny Life: “Desert is usually a gentle girl. Getting killed once make a lady a bitch!” Desert: “It’s none of your business. Dark Death, come out and explain. Why did you kill me?” Dark Death: “Do I need a reason to kill you?” Desert: “Can’t you give me a reason? Aren’t you fighting for Lucifer? Last time I saw you standing next to each other. I have a screenshot of it. Dark Death was standing beside Lucifer with invisibility. I just used a kill at that time so, I could see the hidden Phantasm.

With one vicious movement, he tore the vampire's throat open, letting the blood that gushed out pour on his face and all over his body. The vampire's body twitched, then stilled and Ryker stood up, turning around to face Bryan and Aiden, now covered in blood. "That's five," he muttered. "I'm sure this is just the beginning, and how the f*ck… are they out in daylight?" "Well," Bryan chuckled, stepping over a corpse, "They have daylight rings."

“And find out who wants me to see both.” Dante exhaled sharply through the phone. “I’ll get on it, but if this is what I think it is… you’re definitely not going to like the answer.” The line went dead. Dmitri sat there for a moment, the quiet pressing in, the twin death reports still glowing on his laptop screen. His mind raced through every possibility—none of them good. Somewhere in this city, someone was playing with ghosts. And he had the sinking feeling Damien wasn’t the only one.

Jim was never someone religious, since he considered himself a skeptical person, but in his final moments, he raised a prayer for anyone who hears him saying "Please, I don't want to die." The last thing Jim saw before falling into deep darkness was a figure clad in shining armor of the whitest metal. "An angel," Jim whispered as he closed his eyes. ♦ ♦ ♦ After seeing the scene unfolding before his eyes, Zark's orders came quickly. "Eliminate the skeletons," he said. Those simple words coming from Zark were necessary to bring his companions into action. The speedy Nyos, possessing the highest initiative, made a quick run and with a single jump rose 9 meters into the air, drew his needle-like

"Did you come here today with nothing prepared? Are you planning to accuse her without a shred of proof?" Ariel let out a sneer. That reminded her. She motioned for Janice to take out the series piece Jayson had bought overseas. Her eyes frosted over as she said, Since we're laying it all out… The piece I have here is a series piece my mother created after 'Dawnstay' and 'Into Stillness.'

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

The air was thick with the smell of decay, and the silence was unsettling. “We’re not alone,” Ethan said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. I followed his gaze and saw the movement in the shadows—infected, lurking just out of sight. There were more of them than I expected, their twisted, decayed forms blending into the wreckage around us. “Stay close,” Ethan said, his hand brushing against my arm as he moved forward. The first infected lunged at us with a guttural growl, and Ethan reacted instantly. His powers flared, a burst of energy knocking the creature back before it could get too close. The rest of the team sprang into action, weapons firing as the infected swarmed toward us.