Deadly Class Characters Novels & Stories

It was tastefully and elegantly decorated, practically screaming of money. The sound of the door opening caught her attention. And a tall, beefy Caucasian man with cropped blond hair walked out of the room. The thugs immediately stood at attention, dropping their leers and sneers. The blond exchanged a few words with one of the thugs, too fast for Kaia to understand. The only thing she caught is the name the thug addressed the blond which is Lyle. Finally, Lyle turned his gaze to her. Kaia met his eyes, refusing to show fear. One of the few lessons her father had drilled into her was that one should never show fear in the face of adversity. Although being brave in this kind of scenario seem

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

The words she had spoken in the penthouse still echoed in the dark chambers of my mind. It was a brilliant story. It fit every single parameter of the grid. But as my fingers trailed lower, brushing the smooth skin of her hip where the blade’s strap usually rested, my jaw clenched. Arthur Vance had been a high-level corporate shadow broker, yes, but he had been a coward at heart. He relied on mercenaries. He relied on operational layers. He didn't possess the sheer, cold-blooded physical ruthlessness required to execute the Valenti family sweep five years ago. Whoever had wielded that dark titanium willow-leaf dagger hadn't been a defensive student protecting a ledger. They had been the pred

She paused a bit waiting for me to digest whatever she had just said, "You mean there are shapeshifters and evil guys?" "Yes! The two divisions are Anuka and Ducazee. Ducazee are the bad guys, Galina. We need to catch them and make sure they don't roam freely. They kill people, they coldly bath in the blood of the innocent and we will not rest until we have caught each and every one of them. Now tell me, haven't you heard anything?" She asked and I just stared back at her. A lot of things passed in my mind, the witchcraft, the necromancy class where we were taught to conjure spirits, and many other things that went down here. I just...

I glanced at Derek as he smiled back at her. Shivers ran over me. I'd killed Jenson and Crazy Eyes, but I wasn't proud. I was relieved, and I sure as hell wasn't smiling about it. "What happened to you two?" Grant eyed the injured girls. "The dead. They found us after..." A girl with short brown hair tightened the blanket around her shoulders. I examined the girls, looking for any other wounds. "How many of you were hurt by biters?" "Shelley's dead," Celia said. "Tanya and Kim were just scratched."

S-tier Malevolent Phantoms are terrifying. In response, Felix's mouth curled into a smile. "Yes, S-tier Malevolent Phantoms are indeed terrifying. But you also don't understand how terrifying those people were back in the Bronze Age."

They entered through the side door that Svetlan's information had marked as clear, and Dimitri led the way with Nikolai beside him and Alexei behind them, while Mikhail took a second team through the back entrance to cut off any escape routes. The corridor beyond was dark and empty, and that was exactly what made Dimitri's skin crawl. "Something's wrong," he whispered, and his hand tightened on his weapon. And then the lights went out. The darkness was absolute and the silence shattered as gunfire erupted from every direction, and Dimitri threw himself behind a rusted pillar as bullets tore through the space where he had been standing moments before. "Ambush!" Nikolai shouted, and his voice

I walked out of the training room, passing other participants who were rushing toward the dining hall. Curious, I followed them, walking along the pedestrian path without hurrying. The digital announcement board was no longer showing static numbers like it had for the past few days. My heart dropped when I saw the words “Phase Two.” Below it was a list of names, one group consisting of five people. I only focused on finding my name, with whom? Team 5 Fredrick Truman – Earth Channeler, Kael Mason – Wolf Shifter, Ash Lehtonen – Aqua Channeler, Damian Bellamy – Avian Shifter, Maddie Lytwin – Unidentified.

"Alright, we'll see how good you are. Now we need to check everyone's position. I'm Kraim, D rank, archer class, I'll be staying in the back for most of the fight." Everyone nodded and introduced their class. "I'm Leon, Hand, Hero class, D-rank, and leader of Shining Sword, so I'm going to play Mr. Kraim's second in command here, I specialize in melee." "Erick, D-rank thief... Hand, my specialty is cutting the flesh of people I hate." He said looking at Dora who, caught in his thoughts, didn't notice him. “Morgiana, hand, D-rank lancer, specialized in melee too but I can also protect the healer.”

His birthday is in a few months and I am planning to gift him what he asked for. I am lying on my bed watching The Originals on the tv. I really love this series. It is one of a kind. Most people prefer Klaus, but I prefer Elijah. Like that man got decency, he feeds then wipes of the blood. He is also calm in every situation even before attacking someone. He is unpredictable. I had my snacks with me since I knew that I would be getting out of this room at dinner time. I have nowhere to go so I better spend it here.