Dead Cells Crossovers Novels & Stories

“What type of poison” “Atropa belladonna. It was the same one found in your father’s autopsy. I believe their death is connected.” Nightshade poison. A deadly poison for a deadly organisation. I scramble closer. “What do you know Doctor?” Gail looks at me, hesitant. “Nothing much aside that I believe this is all connected to the inner circle.” The Inner Circle? This is the first time in ten years I’ve heard that name again. The last time was the day my father was buried.”

-The Hunter's last words, roots curling around his throat. Lira breathes it in. "Grief suits you." I collapse, the weight of a thousand deaths crushing my lungs. The Bloom's voice booms, not in my mind but my *cells*: ***YOU ARE A BRIDGE. LET THEM THROUGH.*** --- **The Invasion** The lattice fractures. Figures spill out-echoes of the dead, hybrids of timelines where the Seed won. They drag survivors into the thorns, their screams cut short as the Bloom absorbs them. Ravel fights, her crossbow firing shards of stolen time. But the echoes keep coming.

That means that it was Stacey who fabricated the pills that killed Zae. Wait… if the same person kills them… is this what the old lady means about Zae’s and Dale’s death being connected and their fate is entangled? If so, that means that Stacey killed Dale on that night after finding out that Zae is still in love with him and Zae probably drink that pill too. It was a coincidence but since they somehow have a connection, reincarnations happened to be able to give justice to both their deaths. [SIGHS] “This is crazy…”

A wave of black energy shot from my hands, hitting the skeletal arm. The bone turned to dust where I touched it, but it didn't stop. The hand just grew back, stronger and thicker than before. The green fire in Sasha’s eyes flared. "You can't delete what is already dead, cousin!" Sasha laughed. It was a dry, rattling sound. "The Deadlands don't follow your royal rules." She waved her hand, and the ground beneath me exploded. I was thrown backward, hitting a tree with enough force to knock the wind out of my lungs. My vision blurred. Through the haze, I saw the skeletal hand pulling Zade and Leo deeper into the earth.

My scream can be heard in the heavens. My powers–this moment–historians millenia from now…they’ll write about it. They’ll say how a little girl from Crescent Falls died beside her mate, exhausting her powers to the last drop so that everyone who came after that horrible, devastating war, would remember his name. Their names. Misty and Cole. Aviva and Ryan. Sarah and Sydney. Kenna and Evander. Ella and Ryatt. Isaac and Maddy. Brie. Blake. Aris. Liam. Maeve.

Death turned his face towards Moratia and gave a slight nod. I lifted my gaze and looked at Moratia. The Ravens and crows that ripped Mizkeal’s soul away from Kian had long disappeared into the dark portal with his soul. The portal revolved behind Death’s divine yet haunting figure. His face was covered with a skull mask. He turned towards the portal and stretched out his hand towards Moratia. She glanced at me and smiled. “Thank you for everything, Carys,” she said before she turned around and looked into his eyes before placing her hand in his. They walked into the dark portal. Once their figures were engulfed by the darkness, a burst of light shot across the ground, dispersing the ocean’s

(GENERAL AND DOLL) IN THIS GAME OD LIFE AND DEATH, WHERE THE CHANCE OF DRAWING THE CARD OF REINCARNATION IS ONE OUT OF TEN. CAN YOU TAKE THE BLAME? ARE YOU WILLING TO SACRIFICE EVERYTHING? TAKE THESE BOOKS CURSE AS THE AUTHOR IS FED UP WITH HER LIFE? CAN YOU CARRY THE BURDEN AND DWELL EVEN MORE INTO THE DARK GAME, WHERE A POEM WITH A CURSE IS PLACED? WHAT WILL YOU DO, IS THE DEATH REAPER WILL COME KNOCKING UNTO YOUR DOOR THIS VERY NIGHT? WILL YOU STILL PAY THE FEE TO FIND OUT?

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

Gradually, the room started shifting into another place. Before I could blink my eyes, I found myself in the middle of nowhere, on top of a bridge that seemed to be made of glass. "Welcome to the canyon of death, Rey Reed of Smith." I heard Lucifer's daughter's voice tribute. "Let's see how you will survive."

He tore her heart out. --- Vesper fell. No regeneration this time. No healing. Her body hit the cobblestones and lay still. Dax stood over her, her heart in his hand, blood dripping from his fingers. He looked at me. "It's done." I nodded. Then he collapsed. --- I crawled to him, Luna Rose pressed against my chest. "Dax. Dax, wake up." His eyes fluttered. "Is she...?" "Dead. You killed her." "Good." He tried to smile. "That's good."