Dead Stars Summary Novels & Stories

He puts his front paws on my thighs as I scratch his ears. "His claws," Death says slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up I look at my thighs and see his claws pierced through my jeans and into my skin where blood was spilling. My thighs heal within seconds and I look at Death who looks surprised "We have things to do tomorrow, so your friend has to go home soon," he tells me I nod and Mika and I go inside his room. Cerberus lays his head on my lap and Mika and I talk about things.

Ella Pezzano died in the flames at Costa Estate. The woman standing here was Luna Kane, heir to the Kane family. No one would ever hurt me again. Three days later, the yacht reached Norvale Port. Our car rolled into the wealthy district downtown. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, the bustling night view of all of Norvale stretched out before us. I stood by the window, gazing at the glittering lights, but I felt nothing. … Third-person POV Back at Costa Estate, Vincenzo had already begun his retaliation against the Camorra family.

I waited and waited, through the days and nights. The sun rose and set for three whole days. They never came home. During those three days, I sneaked over to look at my body. It was getting scarier. My skin had turned from purple to a ghostly pale, mottled with dark red spots, and my limbs were completely stiff. The freezing weather kept me from rotting quickly, but it made me look even more terrifying. A few times, I gathered the courage to float closer for a better look. But each time, the horrific sight sent me into sobbing fits. I would cry and drift back to the corner of my room, curling myself into a ball.

Until death, chapter 28 Theme: Genesis and revelation, part 2. "In the beginning, I invented the nine rings of gloom and distributed them among the selfish men. Three were given to the dwarf, and five were given to different men who were seeking more sovereignty. Ryan begins his speech. He has now returned to his previous position, and my mom is sitting beside him. The moon's casting is reflected on them, and they look flawless. If not for the certainty that they are betrayers and bloody suckers, I would gladly accept them as my parents. My team has also joined us, all of them waiting eagerly for the history they have never heard before.

It was a red bandana tied to a low hanging branch. I veered off in that direction where the branches got thicker and before reaching the clearing the smell of death reached me. It was a viscus smell in the way it seemed to cling to my body as if pulling me deeper into its depths. As we came to the clearing the scene before us was shocking. There were six dead wolves lying haphazardly on the snow covered grass. From the looks of it they were killed brutally. There was blood splattered everywhere. The rotting corpses smelled much like Mitch and Cal. I was sure this was their pack mates dead before me. If Cal and Mitch had made it here they would likely be lying here dead as well.

When I tried calling again, the phone had been switched off once more. … The next day, Delia—and Jasper's body—was brought back into town. She had completely lost her mind. She ran through the village laughing maniacally. "They're all dead… Dead! It's good that they're dead… Why wasn't it me?" Asher was dead. Jasper was dead. Delia had gone completely insane. I forced myself to finish burying Jasper, then made a call to Delia's family. After they came and took her home with them, I went home with Felix.

Damin – POV A knock on the door jolted me awake from my stupor. “Come in.” “We have two bad news,” Dexter said as he walked in. I frowned. “What now?” I didn’t want to sound annoyed but couldn’t help it. It’s been three months, and I haven't been able to sleep or eat, all because of Stella. “Alpha Altair is dead,” Dexter said with a frown. “An assassin from the Night Angel killed him.”

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

The day I was released from prison, a woman claiming to be my ex-wife came to take me home. Instinctively, I pulled away when she reached for my hand. "I don't know you." She frowned, assuming I was still upset. "Five years ago, we agreed that once you got out, we'd remarry. Mom's getting older, and she misses you." Hearing that, I opened the diary I always carried with me. Written inside was an instruction: 'If someone claims to be your ex-wife, go home with her.' So, I did. After I returned home, I became the perfect husband and the perfect son in their eyes. When my ex-wife seemed to be fooling around with my younger half-brother, I pretended not to notice. When my mother openly admi

The infected weren’t the only threat anymore. That much had become clear over the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the shambling hordes of zombies that kept me awake at night, but the survivors—the desperate ones, the ones who had lost too much, the ones who saw others as nothing more than resources to take.