Dead By Daylight Fanfiction Novels & Stories

‘Oh hey you guys change of plans, we’re going to help the werewolf kingdom, I get that this is opposite of what we agreed on, but won’t it be fun to defeat that little black shadow alongside the werewolf kingdom’Yea not a chance, well then a spell it is. Dawn’s POV What have I done? Almost half the army is dead, because of me. Who else have I killed?. What did that monster make me do ?. My body aches so bad, I feel like I have been ripped into shreds and sowed together.I want to focus on ending this , but I can’t even see properly, my vision is all blurry cause all I want is for the earth to gobble me up so I never have to face this again. What will happen to the families of these people ?.

Damien felt his heart sunk, he was going to be exiled. “Can I see them for the last time?” Damien requested, “Even for a short moment. I just want to say thank you. I promise that I wouldn’t escape.” His pleas were soon granted. They gave him a short time but it was all he needed. Damien immediately went back to land, he was going to be exiled right after but he is happy that he would be able to say goodbye. His small happiness is immediately taken from him when he heard Raya’s crying voice. He hurriedly went to her room. Raya is hugging Ryan’s lifeless body. The child is covered in blood from being stabbed.

Lucas promised to keep me updated and sent me on my way. The boys had done their chores and were already settled in for the night when I returned home. I decided to see what I could find in fiction about vampires. They didn’t exist in our world, but Rory was positive that Osiris was one. It was nearing one in the morning when a knock sounded on the door. Damon stumbled through the hall as I switched on the lights, the incessant knocking waking him from his sleep.

"What now?" Katrina asked Darby who himself was confused."I'm not sure," he answered."Alright. I'm gonna meet Azazel," Katrina said as she started walking and Darby immediately spoke, "He's at my place."Nodding Katrina just walked away leaving him alone to think.Darby had never been so restless before.This was the second time, he loved a girl more than anything.When Rose died in his arms, he felt grieve and as if the ground been slipped off his feet.It was a quick death...he still remembers when she was taking her last breaths, she told him that he would find a girl so worthy...one day.Who could know that Rose was talking about the same girl who he is supposed to kill?Walking further in, he

She’ll literally beg to rake her hands through me while I eat her pussy, drink her cum like cognac, and fuck her raw and hard. I doubt she knows what she’s getting into. Either way, if it'll shove her mind from the loss of her family then I’m game. “Don’t back away after awakening the beast in me, rypka…” “That’s exactly what I want. Your darkness is the only thing I burn for. Give it to me Dima. Let’s this who wins this game.” She spills. Right…I’ve undeniably shrouded Dawn in my web of darkness. I noticed it last night when I plunged into her. Something within her cracked, her darkest side stashed away surfaced, paving the way for me to take control.

In them, Hank faked his demise, absconding with our fortune and dooming the company to bankruptcy. Elena and I endured collector torment. I succumbed to the abyss, ending it all, and Elena crossed paths with Hank, who was back from the dead. I'd assumed, despite ditching me, he'd spare his daughter some mercy. But no. He stood idle as Laura's goons dispatched her, not deigning a glance at her broken form. The visions looped for a fortnight until the fake-death date crystallized in my subconscious. Two months remained. I called my brother home, tasking him with a covert donation: 20 integrated incinerators to various crematoriums.

She turned back to Dyelon and leaned in close to him. “You saw me in the clinic, you marked me, and then you left me to die, why did you do that?” Trixie asked, but Dyelon didn't answer, all he did was moan in pain. “WHAT! YOU'RE LYING HE WOULDN'T MARK YOU! He’s my mate, we are going to mark each other once all this is over.” Dilara said, running back over to Dyelon getting as close as she could without touching him. “I don't know what to tell you sis, he marked me and left me to die. Now he thinks that I'm going to let him die on me. Well fuck that, he will not die unless I kill him myself.” Trixie said, as she grabbed him, again acting purely on instinct. She placed her mouth over his and

I nod, claws twitching, but the roar of the engine pulls me back, a memory surfacing unbidden a different car ride, days after the moon-blessing, when I was nothing but a scared girl in Dayne’s too-big clothes, terrified of the killer beside me. Flashback: Days After the Moon-Blessing I’m curled in a ball, naked under the sheets, pretending to sleep in a strange bedroom, the weight of Dayne’s reputation crushing me he slaughtered his entire family, they said. My heart races as the shower shuts off, and he steps out, not bothering to dress, slipping beside me, snoring within seconds. The lights are on, curtains half-open, mocking my need for darkness and silence to sleep. I can’t stay like th

she paused looking to George for support. “You are to reject Alpha Ben and pledge to stay here as a omega for the rest of your life, otherwise Alpha Isaac will order him and you to be sentenced to death.” Maya’s eyes fell to the ground as she avoided my questioning glare. There was an awkward silence for a few moments. “I will do it, on the condition that I can at least see my mate to say goodbye.” I wept. How could the moon goddess allow this to happen to me? I can’t stand this. My mate was going to die either way. If I fulfilled my own alphas wishes and rejected Ben, then he would be misreable without me by his side. Alpha Isaac would kill him and destroy his pack if I didn’t do what he wa

"You heard him, Alpha. Pull it. Watch us both dance with death." "There's always an easy choice, Damon." Rowan's voice dripped with mock sympathy. "Your crown for his life. Your friend for your pride. Time's running out, and gravity doesn't negotiate." Tears carved burning tracks down Damon's face as memories crashed over him—Tyler laughing around last night's campfire, swearing they'd always have each other's backs, promising to dance at each other's mating ceremonies. "Do it, Damon." Tyler's voice steadied, filled with the same courage that had made him the perfect Beta. "Do it now."