Novel & Cerita Dead By Daylight Fanfiction

DYLAN My body aches as I try to sit up straight, breathing shallowly and raggedly. The dead underneath me is stained by the blood that drips down my temple. Our celebration had swiftly devolved into a battleground, with my once-thriving pack in ruins and warriors dispersed and vanquished. The metallic tang of my rage is mixed with the stench of smoke and blood. Talon had arrived like a raging storm, destroying all I had worked so hard to create, stealing Phoenix from me, and humiliating me in the process.

" that tea was posted " my eyelids got closer to each other and the darkness was beginning to take a bigger stress off me . I couldn't hold on for too long ,I had been coughing out blood . The door opened and I watched his beta rush in like he was being chased but that said the only thing that I just couldn't remember at this moment, because the next moment I felt the darkest come upon me and when it did ,I passed out again . **** Dabre p o v . I knew I had a Merton with some of my elders but with what had happened the past few days I didn't have any energy to go anywhere .

" I heard the voice whispered in my ear, a promise that made my soul yearn to reach, that made me fall to my knees, taking a deep breath as tears streamed down my face. It was so easy, so easy to give up. To never feel that pain again and to give up this rage that consumes me. All I had to do was curl up in this darkness and make it my blanket, my protection, my shield. "I'm tired..." My voice is a whisper and when I finally realize that that darkness is going to take me I am pulled out. Dylan POV

Forged in death and shadow and the stubborn, furious refusal to let go of the people I loved. Darien slept in Cain's arms. The wind carried us south. The stars watched from above, bearing witness to a woman who had died, crossed the underworld, made a bargain with its lord, rode a dragon into war, killed a witch, and was now flying home with her drugged mate, her werebear general, and her golden dragon brother. It had been a long night. But we were alive. All of us. Except for Rayanna.

Abby POV Is this really happening to me... Again? I feel like my entire body has been crushed. All I can see is black. I can hear Damien; I can't make out was he's saying. "Yara, are you there?" Yara says, "She really fucked us up this time, girl. I have my work cut out for me this time. It's more than and two-day thing, for sure. Damien is telling Dina he will never have you... even on our worst day." I smiled to myself, "That man loves us a lot, doesn't he?" She said, "Girl, you know he does."

"You’re a bad liar." His chest felt like it was caving in. "No. Don't say that." "Adrian..." She let out a long, shaky breath. "I'm so cold." "Stay awake!" he yelled, his voice cracking. "Just keep your eyes open!" Her grip on his sleeve went loose. Her hand slipped down to the seat. "I love you." "I love you too," he choked out, pressing the gas again, desperate, blind with fear. "Elena, please—"

“Why is everyone so happy and willing to find their fated mates? Not too long ago, you were willing to run away from Darius because the mate bond could take either of your lives. You’re suddenly oblivious to the fact that a plague almost killed off the entire werewolf race. I never thought you’d be such a hopeless romantic, Dye.” “It seems like you’ve become bitter and cynical. It wasn’t long ago that you were encouraging me to accept my bond with Darius; that us finding each other and being the first fated mates in over twenty years must be a blessing from the Moon Goddess. Now, you’re the one cursing fate and running.” There’s the blunt and honest older sister I’ve been avoiding. I motion

"Lucas, I'm already dead! Why won't you take care of Tina? She can't sleep with a corpse! She'll get a shock!" However, nothing worked. He couldn't hear me at all. Also, I was dead, so there was no way for me to communicate with him through our mind link. Lucas turned angry again when he saw that I didn't move a single muscle. "Ava! Did you hear what I just said? I can overlook the fusses you made in the past, but this is our daughter! Can't you care for her better than this?" I screamed at the top of my lungs again. "I am dead! Lucas, I'm fucking dead! Please, for the love of God, look at my body! Look at me!"

In another, I held a small, glowing orb in my hands, its light pulsing in rhythm with my own accelerated heartbeat. The most potent images were of battles—clashes of steel, roars of beasts, and the chilling screams of pain. I saw Lycans fighting alongside humans, an unlikely alliance forged in the fires of war. There was blood, so much blood, staining the ground and splattering against stone walls. And through it all, a sense of immense power, both terrifying and exhilarating, pulsed within me, emanating from the glowing parchment. The visions intensified, becoming more vivid, more insistent. I saw a moon, swollen and blood-red, hanging ominously in a sky torn by lightning. Below it, two opp

“Cerberus lives.” Far south, Dante and Aiden were driving through open fields toward the coast. The sky was gray, the world washed clean by snow. Neither spoke for a long time; exhaustion had carved quiet into both of them. Aiden finally broke it. “You think it’s really over?” Dante kept his eyes on the road. “No. But I’ll pretend until it isn’t.” A faint smile tugged at Aiden’s mouth. “You’re terrible at pretending.” “Then maybe I’m just tired of fighting ghosts.”