Dead Darrius Novels & Stories

Someone walked out of the doors in a dark cloak and glided right infront of Darius as soon as the figure stood infont of him they spoke, "Darius of the witches council, you plead guilt of several crimes against one of your own. I proceed that this is a sentence of death by injection." Everone held their breath as the machine started ejecting a fluid through Darius's arm. The whole time he kept his eyes on me but he was losing the battle against the fluid. Darius's body started going slack and his eyes started to close his last moment that he was alive he reached his hand slightly towards me and it was my turned to look him in his eyes and gave him my own smile.

"Lucius, those two killed Darius! Hurry up and kill them to avenge him!" Dawn said sadly. She pointed right at Leon and Snow, and her eyes were filled with limitless hatred! "Dawn is right! Lucius, you have to kill the two of them quickly. Rip them apart!" Gordon agreed viciously. In contrast to Dawn and Lucius' sadness, Gordon was incredibly relief after finding out that Darius already died from the poison! Furthermore, he knew that Leon was not that strong. He was just at the initial Emperor State at most!

I tell him meekly as I feel my fear closing in on me again, while under his gaze. His hand grips my jaw tightly as he makes me loom up at his tall figure, "To you, I'm Death. Don't ask questions," "OK-" my door suddenly opened and he was gone as Mika entered the house She saw my dad as he lay dead in a pool of blood before looking at me. I was stunned, so stunned. What had just happened within the last 15 minutes of my life? "Oh shit, Gabi," she pulled me into a tight hug as she pets my hair as my face was squished in her chest, "You can stay with me- wait, you're not crying," she pulls my head back up

“I’m Darren’s brother.” Maya’s eyes widened in surprise. “Darren’s brother? But… Daz never told me he had another brother, he said you were —” “Dead?” Darius finished, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Yes, that’s what everyone thought.” Érica’s voice was barely a whisper. “But how…?” Darius’s smirk faded, replaced by a cold, calculating expression. “Let’s just say that death isn’t always the end, especially not when Natalie Strovska is involved.”

A look of disbelief and yet a frown. “A Shadow Knight…. A rare being. Darrius is the commander of my elite force of very special, hard to find, brothers. A born assassin from an almost obsolete bloodline. He’s the shadow in every nightmare, the eyes in the dark that scare you to death. Even for our kind, he’s special. A warrior to the core with little to no empathy for any kind of life, but a strong sense of obligation and a good moral code for a cold-blooded killer. He has his uses, as do his men. Darrius alone could take on fifty of your kind and not even get a scratch. I’m rather proud to have him.” You can’t mistake Varro’s pride in his tone, as though discussing his prized collection o

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

Darryn's POV The bag had been taking it for forty minutes, and I was not done and left right, left, right. I hit harder, and the bag swung, and I hit it again on the way back, and somewhere in the impact was Dahlia's face the last time I saw it, and I hit the bag for that too. Darius. The former Alpha was found dead in his room on a Tuesday morning in October, foaming at the mouth, and the last person who had been with him was Dahlia.

And rejoiced in the name of their vampire lord; "Long Duke Darius l! ! ! long live the vampire lord ! !! long live the vampire lord ! ! !" "I appreciate you all for being here with me today, and I most appreciate Zoella for being such an honest vampire warrior mate indeed, he's a good man and deserves a great prize___" just as the vampire lord was about to mention the prize, the vampire lords personal agent rushed in saying; "My lord Darius, I have to tell you something, and it is urgent, Victor is not dead! ! !"

“He was in charge… along with his unit.” Maverick leaned back slightly, his thoughts racing. Darius had requested permission two years ago to leave the pack in search of his mate… and he never returned. At the time, Maverick hadn’t questioned it. But now… Before he could think further, the door burst open. Maverick’s head snapped toward the entrance as Logan stormed in. “When was the last time you saw Warrior Darius?” Maverick asked immediately. “He’s dead,” Logan replied without hesitation. “His body was found near the northern borders about a year ago. It was said he died after being rejected by his mate.”

Darius said defeatedly. I felt bad for him. His life had shattered in the past few days. His Luna turned out to be a murderer, who killed his previous mate to become the queen. His beloved son Kael was still in disheveled state after Coco, under house arrest. His one daughter in law turned out to be a witch. Alaric was a Nightshades and he was clueless about that. I wasn't saying Darius was a good person or he never did nothing wrong but his karma got back to him in a really bad way. He was left alone at his old age.