Dead Simple Novels & Stories

Zayn laid hold of his shirt and snared, "Who the fvck are you all?" He laughed and sniffed with blood running out of his nose, "We are the revolution" He slowly let go of the body to the ground and the man was gone. He was dead. Zayn turned and his eyes met with that of Allegra whose fist was tightened. She said to him, "Another dead end, these guys keep dying like it's nothing" "It sounds strange but they die after saying, Hail, Alpha Ajax. Like an activator for the death or something"

After all, he was already dead. “Well, getting a paycheck sounds realistic to me. And besides, if any of this is real, which I'm willing to believe it is, I haven't played video games for nothing, have I? I never imagined having no motivation would work out this way, I think being dead is more fun than being alive.” “I am glad you find being dead enjoyable, but I need to inform you that you need to throw away anything you believe to be true and be prepared to witness the truth of the universe. Mr. Akira, please be ready. The system is computing…

Is his last words before I felt his heart slowly fade away from its rhythm. “He’s dead,” Alpha Zac confirmed. Yeah. He’s dead. Alpha Ryder is dead.

Richard replied, as he sped off into the distances. Before Pamela could unlick the door, Sophia swung it open with excitement in her eyes. “Oh my God.” Sophia shouted. “Pam, have you seen the news?” “What news?” There was a beat of silence, then Sophia spoke with a whisper. “DESMOND IS DEAD!”

He wretches and Eddie turns him away from everyone, “Not on us, Gods.” Eddie looks to Kai, “So, how long has he been dead do you think?” Kai shrugs, “Two days roughly, the blood is dry but the body hasn’t started rotting yet. The back door is wide open and it’s cold outside, so it’d take a while for decomposition to start properly so it might have been there longer.” Eddie nods, the woman sighs, and mutters under her breath about leaving doors open, and being raised in a barn. Syd shrinks down into the stool, looking ashamed. Eliza sighs and rejoins them,

I couldn't leave him alone in this. Derek nodded. "He's dead." Jim and Dad glanced at one another, waiting for any logical words to explain the situation. None came. Matt burst into the room. "You can't expect us to believe this man, who's fighting like a madman, is dead. That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Jim whipped his head around to find Matt. "You calling me a liar, boy?"

We watched helplessly as Second Sister’s skin blackened and peeled away in an instant, revealing white bone. She rolled and thrashed in the pool in agony, but the surrounding Berserkers just watched indifferently, some even letting out excited howls. [Player Sofia: Deceased.] [Redemption Progress: Reset to Zero.] Killian stood by the pool, watching the skeleton sink to the bottom. The rage on his face faded, replaced by a sickly, morbid sorrow. He turned around, looking at the remaining people in the hall—Alice and three other family members who had snuck in.

Carl pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't cry, Pheebs. Everyone has their own destiny." What bullshit! I didn't believe in that rubbish, yet my fate had played such a huge prank on me. It had turned me into such a harbinger of misfortune. I saw the slight smile on Carl's face. He seemed to be pleased that I was dead. He and the rest of them surrounded my body. Silence descended upon them as they looked at my photo and urn. Gary said grimly, "Holly called me this afternoon and told me she was going to die. She wanted us to have one last meal with her."

My sight faded as if I was slipping into darkness, in that moment my clawing pain had yanked me back onto reality. Sophia moved closer, her lips at my ear. “You’re ours even in death.” She sat up straight and patted her blouse. "Finish him." She didn't wait and left the room. I had no one to beg. The man before me stepped forward and brought out a dagger from his pocket. He pressed a button, and the sharp knife appeared. My breathing slowed as the man came closer and placed the knife close to my neck. This was it. I closed my eyes and waited for the knife to slice my neck, but a gunshot rang out.

Her article would need corroborating witnesses that weren’t her or Dave. Acheki reached out to her for her statement. “Are you ready to give your statement?” “Yes, but has anything come about with Junior?” He sighed. “Yes, we were alerted that he has gone on to greener pastures.” She knew what that meant. It was a saying they used when someone died. It came about around the Apocalypse. “I see. So, what is the official cause of death?” “Extreme dehydration. There was nothing they could do. Now, do you mind telling me what happened?”