Dead Man Review Novels & Stories

the man explained, visibly shaking. There was a brief silence in the room. Grim’s eyes locked on the man, his gaze unwavering, as he let the words sink in. He could sense the witness’s fear and it seemed to send a chill through Grim’s spine. He had seen exactly what the man had just explained happened to his men… the strange deaths, bodies drained of all life… turned to ash. But the others didn’t seem to be taking it as seriously as they should and he was barely containing himself.

Mane smiled strangely and said. “What?” Dan couldn’t resist asking. Mane was emitting a kind of charm that caught even him off guard – a deadly charm. “The fate of all others who have crossed me,” Mane smiled cynically. “DEATH!”

The morgue was cold, carrying a foul, sterile smell. Expressionless staff pushed me into a metal drawer. With a soft "click," the door closed. The system's voice echoed in my mind. [Death confirmed. Final storyline completed.] [Countdown to soul departure: 71 hours 59 minutes.] [Please await the opening of the passage.] I drifted in the cold, hollow air and let out a breath. Finally, things were coming to an end.

There was no life in his eyes when he killed Jade. Jade was killed with one shot. She did not struggle, and there was no last word from her. She just fell to the floor dead. I could swear that I saw genuine fear in her eyes when she tried to speak to me. What did she try to warn me about? If she was sent by another Mafia boss, was there some kind of message that the boss had for me against Alexander that Alexander himself did not want me to know about? Was she forced to be a spy? Was she genuinely scared?

Then, at the last second, I stepped sideways, making the man go stumbling past me. I reached down and drew the dagger from the dead man's chest and rattled around. The man turned around and charged again, but this time, I had already regained my stance. Still, on my knees, I leaned forward and threw the dagger. I watched as the blade spun end over end, then finally nestled itself into the man's heart. Two of the hefty men had just been murdered by me with their weapons. Then I thought they should have crafted their weapons less sharp. Perhaps, it might not be a fatal blow for them like this.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

★★★★★ UNKNOWN LOCATION* A masked man pulled down his face cap as he walked into the unknown building, he got to a certain room and walked in fully. In there, Alejandro sat gallantly smoking aggressively from his pipe. His eyes was damn red as his blood boiled. He had just gotten news that Yasmine is dead and he couldn't help but get deranged. His veins were popping out of his neck as he puffed in the tobacco which was holding his breath. "Boss!" The masked man called as he approached Alejandro.

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

Ford's POV Icy water filled my lungs as my consciousness faded into darkness. "Alpha! Alpha!" Someone was dragging me, pulling me back from the brink of death. I opened my eyes to see the frantic faces of the rescue crew. "Don't save me," I pushed them away, my voice a raw whisper. "Let me die here." "Alpha, you can't give up!" my Beta yelled, grabbing my arm. "The pack needs you!" Needs me? I murdered my Luna. What right did I have to live?

But in the places I couldn't see, a stream of comments flooded the live chat. "OMG! Look who it is! Delicious is here! My white-clad Prince Charming!" "With Delicious here, even a nine-star difficulty level should be a breeze!" "He's so nice. He always helps new players. They're set with him in the team!" I couldn't see the comments. I was just squeezed into the crowd, listening as the young man in white explained the game. From his words, I learned that some people who died unexpectedly were brought into this Death Game. If they managed to clear the level, they could extend their lives in the real world. In other words, this was a second chance at life, granted by God.