Novel & Cerita Dead Poets Society

And even if one did, it wouldn’t have cost the life of another. The dorm slowly quieted as the hours dragged on, though silence in this place never truly felt silent. Since it was still filled with the soft rustling of blankets, uneven breathing, distant sniffles from people trying not to cry too loudly, and the occasional metallic groan from somewhere deep within the walls as if the building itself were alive and shifting in its sleep. Nobody spoke much after returning from the game. Even the louder contestants had lost whatever energy usually kept their mouths running, and the atmosphere hanging over the hall felt more chilly than before, filled with the realization that partnerships meant

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

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

If there was one thing Jason hated in his life, it was suffering and poverty. Most of the time he was tempted to go to his parents’ grave to dig them out; he had only one question in his mind for them: why give birth to children you knew fully well you could not take of? It burned in his mind, ate him up in his dreams, this question. His waking moments were filled with worry. Living in Daltom, a town that seemed to be in a perpetual cycle of poverty and the dreams of breaking out of it was hell. It was like there was a blanket pulled over his head, a blanket that kept him static in life, and for good reason: he had three brothers he had to take care of and they all looked up to him as if he

"The deceased is about 18-25 years old and was electrocuted before death. She has multiple fractures and several large and small knife wounds. "Besides that, I found a gestational sac in her uterine cavity. She was probably one-month pregnant. Her pelvis is shattered... The murderer probably knew she was pregnant and tried their best to hit her in the stomach with a blunt object. If we can find the head, we should be able to identify the deceased." Donald yelled, "What an animal! What grudge did they have against a pregnant woman that they would treat her like this?" Connor rubbed between his temples, a little tired. "Besides that, they fed her a lethal dose of digoxin. The deceased was con

Gerald and Gary flinched as if struck by bullets. Zachary skipped to another clip. It showed Sophia kicking open the metal basement door. She towered over Giselle, who cowered in the corner, trembling. Sophia pressed her foot against Giselle's chest and snatched her inhaler. She then patted Giselle's cheek with a cruel smirk. "Today isn't just your birthday. It's going to be the anniversary of your death." Giselle lunged forward like a desperate, broken animal, begging for her inhaler.

Valerie’s POV The club transformed into a mysterious cesspool filled with hidden vices and concealed secrets. Faded red wallpapered walls throbbed beneath dim neon lights which cast eerie shadows across the cracked leather booths. Cigarette smoke combined with stale beer and sweat filled the air to create an intoxicating atmosphere that whispered late-night confessions and desperation. I had been in places like this before—where people exchanged their dignity for a few bills and their secrets for a drink. This evening presented my opportunity to obtain one of those hidden truths.

"It was our favoritism toward her that nurtured her greed and ambition. We enabled her. That's why she dared to do all this to you." "Jocelyn… are you scared down there? Mom and Dad will come to you soon, okay? From now on, we'll take good care of you… protect you…" Then, without hesitation, they pulled out surgical knives and stabbed themselves. Even I, drifting in the air, was startled. I hadn't expected such a decisive ending. Soon after, their bodies were discovered by patrolling nurses. Joel did not honor their will to be buried with me. Instead, he cremated them and scattered their ashes into the sea.

we are here. I opened doors at the same time Vince did it too. Three kids. Two boys and one girl was laying on the ground under shrub even if it was impossible to say who was who, only long girls' hair and clothes managed to put away a veil of unknowing. Their bodies were dry they looked like mummies. On their faces were frozen smiles. My poisons made their death feel like heaven because of that they died with a smile on them and it froze even after death. One more gift to a death god...he was there...he knew it that I will break...and he was angry that I waited so long. And he will be angrier about what I will do. -"Make a cross" Vince looked at me surprised. "No, make three crosses and pu

What does the wealthy know about the plight of the downtrodden? Adrastos promptly stepped in front of me and grabbed the microphone after finishing his work. “Hello there, everyone! Tonight, we’re going to murder a new person! I hope he doesn’t turn out like our Suicider from last night, who collapsed after discovering what we’re going to use on him to execute him! Hahahaha. I focused my attention on the Live Suicide notification because it rang. @Eula Romes That kid dared to squander our time! @Rimes Dame