Dead Reckoning Novel Novels & Stories

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

The sun was starting to set over the city, but inside the Moretti mansion, there was only tension. Luca went up to his room to pack his things, his hands trembling so much he could barely hold his clothes. He couldn't even get through it without breaking down. Everything was so overwhelming. Just a few hours ago, he was the happiest he had ever been, and now his whole world was falling apart. After finally managing to get his bags together, he walked downstairs for the last time.

He is nice but not someone interesting. Oh, but I can’t think about him when I must think of being someone’s fiancé who I have no interest in. It is weird how I can get caught in such a deal with no wish of mine. I mean I am still wondering if I am in a dream where the story that I read became true. I read a book named ‘the contract’ last night and it was almost the same, but she didn’t break a vase and wasn’t in debt. Weird and weird and… well weird.

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

I gulped staring at the dress with a thumping heart, a silent testament to the enigma of the hours I couldn't recall. Questions swirled in my mind like a tempest, as I tried to recall everything that happened yesterday. What transpired between Derek and I, leading up to this moment? How did I find myself in Derek's room, naked, bloodied and my hair disheveled? The weight of the unknown pressed upon me as my mind traveled in different directions with no destination. A chilling realization set in, and as I much as I hated to admit, I couldn't remember the events of yesterday and it troubled me.

Alexander's POV** The stark, empty corridors of the building echoed with my hurried footsteps. My mind whirred with strategic calculations as I made my way to Derek’s body. Every decision from here needed to be precise and meticulous—any slip-up could mean chaos for our already fragile peace. I reached the room and paused for a moment before entering. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door, the metallic tang of blood immediately hitting my nostrils. Derek's lifeless body lay sprawled on the floor, a pool of crimson spreading around him. Seeing him like this, despite knowing the circumstances, didn’t invoke any sorrow. Derek had been a cruel, ruthless wolf who thought he could take what

"Say what? I reincarnated into a reverse novel." The system's words were like a thunderclap; not daring to believe this was true, the whole person was stunned for five seconds. Marin found a corner to sit, blankly looking at the novel in her hand without saying anything. Trying to calm her nerves, she opened the novel and read the last few chapters she hadn't finished yet. The novel [Love you more than the stars.] has very bloody content. The novel is set in a modern setting with a director's love affair with a secretary.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

He gets into the bed next to us after telling the guard outside the change in plans. My dreams come in stops and starts, horrifying sometimes, sad at others. We reach the north, but Drake is dead. We get Drake, but Rafe never joins us. He is dead. We find Rafe and Drake, but we can’t make it out of Rallegrad. All of us are beheaded. I develop some sort of fever overnight. Jerim worries because I’m in so much pain. He and Annamarie attend my bedside while I sweat and shake and cry out from the pain.

I wanted to go but he told me if left the pack I would be exiled, and that isn't an option, wolves can't live without a pack, they don't do well alone rumour has it that lone wolves end up killing their selves due to pain I don't like my life here but not to the point of killing myself, so had to stay here and work for Suzie, the mean librarian plus even if I got my licence no one would let me come close to them much less treat them. shaking off the thought, I read a few paragraphs when exhaustion from all the running and training kicks in, and I drift off. ***