Novelas y relatos de Dead Pool

Nora continued stabbing the hairpin into Henry's abdomen. "Now I finally realize what an absurd mistake I have made! It's only John who truly loves me. You broke his ribs. I'm guessing you even instigated me to kill his mother. You deserve to die and have a taste of your own medicine!" Nora's eyes were bloodshot. Henry was barely breathing anymore. She raised her hand high up once more, aiming for Henry's heart. "Stop right there!" I ran over and kicked the hairpin out of Nora's hand. Letting Henry die just like that would be too easy on him.

However, come sunrise, she was struck by a heart attack and died right then and there. My husband Chester and I, devastated by the loss, handled her funeral. That same night, Chester dreamt of Dad too. "Chester, it's been ages since I've had a bite to eat. I'm longing for your liver pâté and a shot of strong whiskey." He woke up, bought the best liver pâté he could find, popped open a bottle of single-malt whisky, and dashed to the graveyard. However, shortly after he got back, he was rushed to the ICU with liver failure and died three days later.

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

Axel asked. "Weeks. Maybe a month. But certain worlds are going faster than others. The ones most damaged by your actions are failing first." He zoomed in on one mirror. "The Sandman's Sandbox, for example, is already gone. Completely erased. Any deadies who were there when it collapsed were erased with it." My stomach dropped. "How many?" "Forty-three deadies were in that world when it ceased to exist." Dracula's tone was matter of fact, but his eyes held something that might have been regret. "They're gone. Not dead. Beyond death. Simply unmade."

Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor balcony. It was nasty enough to have the whole office buzzing. By dinner time, the police released the names: Julian and Lily. I raised an eyebrow. Nice. Supposed they finally got their 'happily ever after.'

“Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!” A loud static ringing buzzed inside my head. HXP protocol from the hunters, checked. Dragon, checked. Soon to be newborn, checked! WE'RE DOOMED!

Brief, steam-like hisses accompany the repeated sound of nail guns punching, as the inverted collar spikes sink into human necks, drawing blood and forcing the new slaves to start pushing the huge money bags along. “Sub-level 5: Child-killers, mass murderers and random shooters. Those who bullied the weak. Also the slothful and the morose. If you look to your right, you might catch glimpse of the abominable River Styx.” I smell something like sewer gas and before anyone can scream “God have mercy,” a tidal wave of some nasty liquid has engulfed the elevator. I savor a few precious seconds of peace thinking how like a blessing it would be to finally die in the intangible hands of the element

At first, Chad told Sonya to leave through the window to tell Caroline of Darren's decision. After that, he turned to Darren. "This is called the Thanatos Emblem. If no one wakes you up in three days, you'll be dead." Darren nodded determinedly. "I've long prepared a cemetery. After the fake death, bury me. And take me out at night." Chad nodded and took out a short needle, poking it into the back of Darren's head. At the same time, Darren took his last breath and became a dead person. After that, Chad looked at Darren deeply and left the room through the window.

I heard screaming for so long, keeping me awake for a while before I gave up. I tried to drown out the sound. A sigh leaves my lips as I get out of bed and open my door, going down the hall to Death's room and opening the door before sliding in and closing it quietly. I quietly crawled into the bed beside him and surprisingly. Death, the God of the Underworld, cuddled with me. Yup, you heard me right, he is cuddling with me. A small smile grazes my lips as I close my eyes letting him pull me into him and soon fall asleep.

From Drugs to Brothels. Killing people was nothing but a game for him. He showed no mercy, nothing to the people who dared to raise their heads in front of him. His games were always dangerous and stained with Blood. Velenoso was the second name of Death. The Poisonous death. Sabrina couldn't believe her sister was married to such a man. Bella shook her head, tears strolled down her cheeks. "No, I heard him talking to someone over the phone…" she whispered and told Sabrina everything she heard.