Dead Toriel Novels & Stories

It was her last command before she followed Iwaoka to death. Fire licked from Eric's body. Tara crushed the tail she was holding onto. Hunter wrapped the sand around the tail and crushed it. Neptos turned the stinger into ice. With their last battlecry, Eric, Tara, Hunter and Neptos broke the stingers into pieces. Six bodies dropped almost simultaneously before Chloe's eyes. She didn't move when their barrier exploded. Her eyes were just as calm and void of emotions as they were when the Great Witch suddenly appeared before her face.

After confirming I would recover fully, relief washed over his features. Once the healer departed, Nate hesitated before speaking. "Karl died instantly," he said quietly. "Natalie succumbed to her injuries shortly after." I remained silent, fragments of memory surfacing. "I'm sorry, Isabelle..." Karl had whispered before his eyes closed forever. This ending seemed predestined from the start. Eight years ago, he had sworn a sacred oath to the Moon Goddess. Eight years later, he finally paid the price for breaking it. On the day I was released from the hospital, Nate escorted me home with mysterious excitement.

A dislike I’m not scared to hide as I move to growl out. “MINE!!!” “Well he won’t be for long, especially if they finally get a hold of him. Your bite was the last seal upon Tori and his ability to stay hidden. Now there’s no telling what they’ll do to him once the Luna Games start. Shit. Double Shit. My mind now racing at what to do next when hearing what Aven had to say about Tori.

"I'm here. What do you want?" "To warn you. Turn back. Morpheus will not be reasoned with. He will not be converted. He will freeze the Circle, and all your love will turn to ice." "You're not warning me. You're threatening me." "I'm saving you. There is a difference." --- I stepped forward. "Tor, you were Somnia's friend. You laughed once. You loved once. You lost. That doesn't mean you stop trying." "I stopped trying millennia ago. I am at peace."

She puts her hand to my face and brings the talisman towards my cheek. "Stop it!" the guy yells. The talisman hits my skin, and it's so painful I can't even scream. My vision blurs and everything goes dark for a moment. Then Heather is gone. Yanked off of me. I hear her fall against the ground, her cry more from anger than pain. "I'll give you one chance," the guy says. "Leave now. In two seconds I won't be so merciful." His voice sounds so familiar, like it's always been with me. Like it's, oddly, a part of me. I try to place it, but my head throbs and I can't think straight, let alone open my eyes.

Thorn stepped forward, restraining his anger boiling inside, “After the argument?” “I… I tried to drag Tora out of the fire,” Eros’s pupils dilated, “But the flames were too powerful. Only she could make a fire like that, given her black dragon blood line… She created that fiery circle to keep everyone else out. I couldn’t see what they were doing clearly, but it definitely wasn’t right… She refused to come with me and seemed like she was in a terrible hurry. But I just couldn’t bring myself to leave! I just wanted to get into the fire… to see what they were doing! Then I heard a long and painful moaning sound coming from within the flames. Tora threatened me, she told me I had to get out… o

She was the only thing protecting them from the remaining enhanced scouts outside. Elara, let go! Kael ordered, his voice strong with their bond. I can't! she cried. If I let go, the backlash will kill you! The armor is tied to the stone! Then we break the stone, Kael decided. He turned back to Torvin. He didn't kill him-that would be too easy. Instead, Kael used a burst of shadow-energy to knock Torvin out, tossing him towards Roric like a discarded sack. Tie him up. If we make it through this, he's going to face judgment from every Pack in the North.

“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

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.