Dead Toriel Novels & Stories

“I am a pawn in a game between Selene and Poseidon. Daria is Poseidon's pawn. We get three lives, technically four, we get to die three times. We don’t know we are playing until we die the first time. I died on my 18th birthday, while having sex with my mate. Instead of marking me, he stabbed me in the neck with wolfsbane and sliver. He then threw me in an open grave and marked my stepsister not 5 ft from where my body lay. Daria killed my father and dragged him to the same hole. Then, she and Joey tested the theory of rather or not chosen mates could feel betrayal. I was watching from up there. I actually threw up on Selene’s shoes. So, I get three chances to win. Daria lost a life because

by king but even his 21 scholar… each and every one of them kept taking their turn on Torris vulnerable body, they all raped her to height where she died in between this torture however it didn’t affect thy… there were few scholars including king who even kept fucking Torri’s corpse until next morning… late in afternoon that day King servants performed a strong ritual on Torri and buried her in deserted lad however since they all were unaware of fact that Torri was carrying Chief Commander Balthazaar child during her death… resulted in her spirit still wandering among human and specially clinging to Chief Commander Balthazaar…. “You heard me right, your fiancé is going to serve you right” I

He chuckled darkly. “Gray is poisoned. It won’t be long before he’s dead. Ever Moon Pack now sees you as a deranged murderer, so they won’t help you. All you need to do now is follow my orders, sleep with Nigel, and bear his child, and I’ll let you live...” I summoned all my strength and kicked him. Torres’s expression darkened instantly. “You bitch!” he roared. “I... I’d rather die than follow your orders!” I panted heavily, tears streaming down my face. “Kill me now! I’d rather die than sleep with Nigel!”

The ghost killer in Sadie's hands was a spirit's soul, and it could move freely. Sadie lifted her right hand and pointed at Dolores, chanting something in an unknown language. There was a strange glow on Sadie's lips, she was smiling. Dolores held tight onto Marcel's arm, knowing this is the final moment of her life. A bright flash blinded them. Dolores screamed loudly, Marcel held her, shielding her from the attack. Dust and debris scattered everywhere, the smell of ozone filled their nostrils, when they regained their senses, the ghost Sadie was nowhere to be seen.