Dead Pool Novels & Stories

Gale picked up violently in the public square, wailing and howling. The surviving Heartless Palace disciples turned deathly pale. They had never seen such a terrifying scene in their lives. With a wave of Depraved Man's hand, the Blood-thirsty Banner immediately produced several human skulls that threw themselves at several female disciples. Unable to escape in time, the female disciples became dried corpses after having their blood sucked dry.

The doors to the heaven close behind. And a name gets engraved on it. Joining the list of other gods of heaven. Entry no 777 Death Wolf/ Thaneos - The god of Death. .............. The End.................

A sinking feeling stole over him. “Well met,” Dominic said when he reached Rave. “I take it your presence here means Leesa is unharmed?” “She’s fine,” Rave replied. “She and Cali are wrapped inside an air shield so the zombies cannot smell them.” Rave looked to Halee. “Ulric?” Halee shook her head. “Dead. I burned his body in the volkaane way.” Rave nodded. Volkaanes did not bury their dead. Instead, they incinerated them with their magical fire.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

"Holly, I'm a reaper. I take souls, I've killed many in my life. I'm sure I wasn't a good person in my human life either. You can take an entire harem if you want, I have no place to ever stop you. I'll just be grateful for what love you do want to give back to me." No way. Things couldn't go that smooth could they? "You really weren't such a good person," Death all but purred his pink eyes latched onto them. "And now it's time for me to make sure you remember every last single thing. When I'm through you'll both be long gone and I'll take my time devouring that one. I want her to be in such delicious and long-lasting pain for everything she's put me through." There was no way Holly was goin

"Sayler... is he..." "He's alive," I cut him off. I didn't offer comfort. I didn't offer details. I just stated the fact. "We need to move. The collapse... it might have attracted things." Things. In the Deadlands, where magic went to die, the predators were those that didn't need it. Shadow-stalkers. Bone-eaters. Creatures that hunted by scent and sound alone. Nash nodded, wincing as the motion pulled at the burns on his legs. He tried to stand. His left leg buckled instantly, unable to bear his weight. He hit the ground hard, a hiss of pain escaping through clenched teeth.

They were full of confessions and longing. He even lingered outside my office and apartment like a ghost. "Luna, I know you're in there!" he yelled from below. "Come out and see me! Just once!" Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, I looked down at the exhausted, crazy man and felt nothing. He thought killing everyone who hurt me would erase his sins. He thought dredging up the past would make me return. It was all too late.

★ ★ ★ Draven’s POV The photo on my desk never aged, but I had. Two boys. Twin, no older than six. Grinning with ice cream smeared across their chins. Kael had always been the one with his eyes half-closed, like he was seeing something the rest of us couldn’t. Or wouldn’t. Now all I saw were fault lines. A war encoded into their blood. I turned from the photo to the fireplace. Flames danced within, orange and hungry, but their warmth didn’t reach me. Diana Jones is dead. I watched the coffin sink.

my voice is a dry whisper in my throat, and it vanishes instantly in the darkness. A thick chuckle burst out of the slot hole, “Look who it is we have here… Dale Lazarus, The Reaper, harbinger of doom, our top 1 fighter. To what do we owe this unplanned visit?” I stare deep into the hole the voice is coming from, “Dora Jael. I want you to terminate any contract you have with her.” The air in the room is suddenly split by a sound that makes the hairs on my arms stand up. It started low, a guttural, rattling noise, a dry wheezing chuckle, then the devilish laughter dies, and he continues, “You sound…”

"The rules are simple; Don't get found, and you won't die." My fingers trembled slightly. I swallowed hard, trying to push the fear away, but it resurfaced almost instantaneously. "Medusa turns players to stone with eye contact." "The Reaper harvest souls upon contact with his soul cutter." "Dracula may choose to kill or turn players into thralls, but who are we kidding, he would probably kill you all." Panic exploded in my chest. "No… no… this is an impossible situation!" "I'm dead! We're all dead!"