Dead Or Alive Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It's my fault. The Alpha quickly lifts my mate's unconscious body, I refuse to accept that he's dead. No, he can't be. How am I alive if he's dead? But I can't hear his heartbeat. Another sob escapes from my lips as I clutch on the blanket tighter and give way for the Alpha to take my mate inside.

Liz’s POV I stood at the front of the hall with Arthur just behind me. Whispers moved through the crowd like a living thing. I took a deep breath standing tall. “I wish that I were here with better news”. Faces lifted, everyone with their eyes on me now. “Alpha Lumian is dead.”

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

Sabrina’s POV “It can’t possibly be,” a faint voice stirred me awake, not like I was sleeping though. I spent most parts of the night answering Eli's numerous questions, and the other part worrying about what a future back at this Pack held in store for me. So yeah, not really sleeping. “I’m telling you what I saw with my own eyes,” another voice added, different from the first. “Sabrina is dead, you must have gotten it wrong,” the first voice said. “She is right behind that door.”

The maid was crying and couldn’t say anything, she was just pointing her fingers towards the dungeon. Aldo hurriedly walked to the dungeon and came back in seconds.”My Alpha, Aries is dead.”

Zoe's POV I hit the enter icon and took a sigh. A sigh that says I am almost done with life. I stared blankly ahead and found nothing interesting. Everything seems dull in my vision. I saved the final draft of the chapter I wrote and closed my laptop. I put it back on my right desk and hug my pillow again. It's been days since I last wrote a chapter of it and I am scared I couldn't finish it within my remaining life expectancy. I should be happy because death is what I want before...but now... I don't want to face it. I want to stay alive...with him.

Axel’s trembling finger tapped the audio file from Marco. Aria’s voice, calm and full of despair, filled the silence. “My name is Aria Sterling. If you’re hearing this, it means I’m already dead.” Every word was a hot brand on his soul. “Six years ago, Axel Thorne did not die. The yacht explosion was a hoax, a plan he designed to make a secret deal with a rival family…” There was no anger in her voice. Just the dead calm of a still lake.

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.

I flinch like he slapped me. “I will never be yours,” I hiss. “Not in life. Not in death.” “Oh, sweetheart…” He chuckles softly, shaking his head. “You think your precious mates are coming?” Ice freezes my veins. He leans closer. “They’re dead by now, I’m sure. Killed when they attempted to storm my borders. Poor thing—you have nowhere left to run.” My heart stutters. Dead? No. No, that’s impossible. If even one of them had died which is highly impossible, Darius with his anger and strength, Draven with his caculated fury, Daemon with his half-feral devotion, I would have felt something rip inside me, I would have felt the bond snap.

Natalie laughed, “And oh, I have got a little surprise for you.” Just then, an undead emerged, except he looked charred and thinner than the rest of them. “Daz.” Maya gasped, her face a mixture of shock and hurt. But his eyes have no life in them. “There’s your boyfriend. I had killed him, but here I am again, bringing him to life.” Natalie sneered. “Maya started to walk towards him, tears filling her eyes at the sight of the person she once loved. “Maya he’s not real. None of it is real. Daz is dead!” Ashina called to Maya, trying to talk sense into her. But it seemed as though it all fell on deaf ears.