Dead By Daylight X Reader Novels & Stories

Then his eyes. Mismatched. One blue so pale it's almost silver. One dark amber that glows like backlit whiskey. Both fixed on the camera like he already knows who's staring back and exactly what they're thinking. The caption loads beneath. ‘Jax. Lycan Alpha Emperor. Annual Unity Gala, 2025.* The air leaves my lungs in one violent exhale.

There was still no response from him. "Daylan!! She shouted coughing, the acidic smell of the grenade and smoke of burnt plastic bruised her lungs. Daylan please wake up, she begged softly, day....... He coughed and opened his eyes. "OMG! You're alive Mr sage! , she hugged him tightly I thought I lost you. She gently pulled him away and saw blood gushing out of Daylan's chest. Horror filled her eyes, Faye' he weakly called. She blinked...

I don't know how long I stood there watching but I flickered the second I felt someone's hand rest on my shoulder. “An amazing sight to watch, huh?” He asked. I turned only to see a huge dude in his late twenties, Huge with brown hair, his face was expressionless as though he carried the burden of the entire world on his shoulder. “Indeed amazing.” I complimented. A crooked smile quickly curled around his face, “I'm Dante, second in command at DeathHowl Riders MC.” He said, extending a hand. “Xavier Grey, nice to meet you Dante.” I said, extending a hand as well for a handshake.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

“But you stay focused. No heroics. Lila is priority. Then Caleb.” The ride out was fast. Silent. No jokes. No banter. Just the cold, brutal focus of men going to war. The rumble of their bikes filled the pre-dawn air. Each growl a promise of vengeance. The slaughterhouse loomed ahead. Black against the fading night. Windows shattered, like vacant eyes. Rust streaked the walls like dried blood. It reeked of decay, a perfect lair for a monster. Jax dismounted, gun in hand. His gaze swept the grim structure.

- Nadir replied proudly, regaining control of her senses and body, which craved his touch more than ever. - Think carefully.- as he spoke, Samael's eyes began to darken.- None of them refused me, and you won't resist me either.- he wrapped his breath around her, which made her feel weak.- Or you will die.- he added later, watching Nadir slide slightly to the ground. It was only a small part of the Breath of Death that could kill any demon and Samael, as one of the Fallen Angels, could use it. - You won't intimidate me.- Nadir gasped, a little dazed.

The text is in the same ancient script as the door. "Can you read this?" I ask Aldara. She takes the book. Opens it carefully. Her eyes scan the pages. "Yes. It's a bloodline record. Names. Lineages. Abilities passed through Lycan families." She turns pages. Stops. "This section is about hybrids. Humans who carried dormant Lycan markers." Neah steps closer. "Like me." "Like all three of you." Aldara keeps reading. Her expression changes. Darkens. "What does it say?" Liam's voice is tight.

Demitri glared at her. "If you're not stressing, then you can easily take a break and read a book." Becca said with a huge smirk. Demitri's eyes narrowed, then he got up and walked to the non-fiction part of the library. He picked up a history book about the cold war and sat back down. He opened the book and stuck his tongue out at Becca.

Darien smiled back at him. “Wait until the refreshments come,” he said. That was enough to spark Zach’s excitement. He took his phone out and opened the ebook reader. He really wanted to finish the Damien Black story he had started two days before. There had been too much to do at work the previous day to find time to read the final draft. He opened up the ebook store and searched for the book. Darien leaned over to look at his screen. “...Are you a fan of Damien Black?” he asked hesitantly.