Dead Space Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Crassus stared at the direction of Dagon with an unclear gaze before directing it at Chanel. "You lost him, didn't you?" "Obviously." Replied Chanel as she turned to look at him, a cold smile lurking at the corner of her lips. The two locked gazes for a while before the man broke free and walked into the house. Later that night, Drexa towered over the place where she buried Cassidy's body. Behind her were three vampires with shovels. Drexa took a swing from the alcohol which she held before taking several steps backward. She turned away from the grave and said, "Get me the coffin."

So dirty, she then looked down at the figure, ah no, the bloody corpse lying pitifully with its rotten organs dug out near her feet. Xia smiling poke the zombies corpses using her feet and thought 'If this world is an apocalypse, then there is no restriction for me to kill a few right?' Xia's smile grew bigger as she thought of this. 'This world is very interesting after all'

get engaged to someone else" Erada reeled backwards in shock, she didn't realize her fingers were shaking until her purse dropped to the ground. " Eldest miss.. we didn't mean to break the news to you. But you gave us no choice.." Declan groaned in pains. ' the second master is planning to get engaged to someone else ' The word echoed continuously as she stumbled backwards. * * * *The Camp Of The Undead* *Devil's Lane* It was late in the evening when Venom finally returned from Green city.

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

I said then took a deep breath before saying what do I know? " Or what Killian?" Psyche asked me as she just looked at me. "Or it's true, because we all died so hard there, our own bodies are eating us like melting acid like I saw when Seffner d*ed, but it's even worse." I added and Psyche suddenly looked into the void. "Where did that happen? Is it like a big mansion or a palace?" He asked suddenly, making me nervous. "How do you-" "I also dreamed that you were drowning in your own bl*od, including me and all of us." She said that's why I couldn't say anything because of what I heard from her.

Noticing his expression, Wendy suddenly smiled and said frankly, "You're older than me, so I'll call you Mr. Fleming. Actually, after dying, I found it pretty amazing. There's no heat or cold, no need to shower or change clothes, and no need to eat or sleep." "I've experienced that too," Dominic said quietly. Wendy looked startled and suddenly thought of something. She made a soft sound and said, "Hey, could it be that day…" "Yes," Dominic said with a nod. "That day, I really did die." "So, you ran into actual Grim Reapers down there, and now you are some kind of underworld representative," Wendy said, her eyes lighting up. She was a hardcore fantasy reader, and admiration filled her gaze as

*"She clawed her way out. She remembers the name you buried." Eden lifts the key, its frost melting into his scarred palm. "Where?" The wolf dissolves, its final whisper scraping my skull. *"The Crossroads. Where all debts collect."* --- The Crossroads festers beneath the wastes like a poisoned root. We descend into a derelict subway station, its tiles slick with black mold, fluorescent lights flickering over walls papered with missing-person posters-each one Eden's face, dates spanning centuries. The heart seethes. *"Her obsession is *pathetic*."*

Even if I didn't want Elena's grave beside mine, she was still buried next to me in the end. At least I was going back to my own world soon and didn't have to be tormented by these people after death. "Two dead? Good. Only one cold devotee left." "I've got nothing left to say. I just hope Daniel will be happy in his next life instead of running into these people." All the comments were now on my side. Deep down, I did feel a bit of warmth upon knowing this. My spirit gradually dispersed, and after a very, very long time, I finally woke up.

I started feeling every wall of her pussy, groaning when I reached my climax. That wasn't all. I closed my eyes, opening them again. I felt it already changing. I opened my mouth, bringing out my two long teeth. I fisted it inside her throat, deep enough as her blood pumped out. It was fresh, just like I imagined. Her weak scream filled the air, and I sucked to my satisfaction. I released her, glaring when I saw she was already dead. I hissed, "Kael! Get the corpse out of my bed and change the bed!"

Yuna said excitedly. Rose immediately kicked her. "You're flirt!” "Incapable! But, Gab? Why did you ask? ” Yuna asked me. "I have a dream about vampires," I replied. “What? Are you sure?" I just nodded. "Care to tell?" Rose asked.