Deadly Class Characters Novels & Stories

RUN. Everything about her was unknown. All it said was she was dangerous, extremely dangerous. She's been off the radar so long that she's seen as dead. But I knew different. As if new possible threats wasn't enough... COLE ARSONI SPECIES - WARLOCK / VAMPIRE AGE - UNKNOWN BATTLES FOUGHT - 4751 BATTLES WON - 4750 BATTLES LOST - 1 LOCATION - UNKNOWN. DECEASED. LUCIFER

“They’re usually within the top 20 for the benefits. Class A and Class B are very far from our reach, even for me. If you see them coming close, run away. Immediately. Understand?” Zen nodded. So far, Sasha told him about the three scariest students in the academy. The first was “Death Princess” who was currently ranked 5. The second was a crazy psychopath, better known as the “Terrorist”, who ranked 11. The third was a blind and effeminate man with the nickname “Seer”, ironically. He was ranked 9. “Do you have their character profiles card?” he asked, and Sasha shook her head. “Don’t need them to know what they’re capable of. It’s an open secret. Do you not know?”

“Did you get any other names? any other information about who else might have been interested?” “N-no, Sir. I swear it, I promise I won’t do anything like this ever again. I was just scared that The Deadly One was going to come for me. I don’t want to die.” A sly smirk formed on my lips as I chuckled. If only he knew his worst fear was right in front of him.

His ego was definitely getting boosted, "Splendid." "Oh I know all about you." Vladimir smirked, "About your family...Anyway, Enzo De Luca…where's the Deadly?" Bianca came forward, "I am here." Vladimir raised his brows at Bianca. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" "No? She's the Deadly." Alessio replied, pushing Bianca foward making me sigh. He never really liked Bianca. She took a step backward, coming next to me and glared at Alessio who smirked at her.

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Which character has the most unstable emotions? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay

"Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!" I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin. But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for. I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares to life. Up in the spectator stands, the elite students of Class 1 are watching me like hawks. "She looks pretty fast," I hear one of the upperclassmen whisper, nudging my vampire roommate. "Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?"

He looked demonic—his hair was wild, his eyes were solid charcoal, and the silver marks on his chest were bleeding light. ​"Step away from her," Julian growled, the sound echoing like a mountain collapsing. ​"You're too late, Valerius!" Silas screamed, waving his hand. ​A dozen shadow-sentinels, the same ghosts from the Sixth Life, rose from the floor. They didn't have weapons; they were made of the same guilt that the Sin-Eaters fed on. ​"I'm not the Doctor anymore, Silas," Julian said, his voice dropping into a register that made the cathedral stones weep. "I'm the one who remembers why the First Life ended."

“We need a minute with him. Wait in the car.” Cassian looked between us, jaw tight, then nodded once and walked out through the glass doors. The four of us followed at a slower pace and stopped on the quiet stretch of pavement beside the building where the afternoon light fell without interruption. Dante studied me for a long moment and asked the only question that mattered. “Did you kill him?” I met his eyes without blinking and answered in the same even tone I used for every report. “Yes.” Lucien let out a short breath and shook his head. “Of course you did.”

Dominic’s POV My men and I were leaving the disastrous areas during the night. It was full of blood and all kinds of filth. The vast majority of the DeLuca's men lived and I allowed my men to make them call for assistance and walk out without attempting to murder anyone else.

“Of course not. I wanted to expose what happens to ungrateful backstabbers like you.” Amelia, nearly biting through her teeth, hissed, “When... when did you start planning this?” Calmly, I replied, “From the very beginning. When Alex was a month old, I knew he wasn’t my child, and I also knew Nathan wasn’t dead.” “Then, why didn’t you expose us back then?” she demanded, glaring at me. “I underestimated you, Claire. I really did!” “Directly exposing you would’ve been boring. It wouldn’t have ensured you faced the punishment you deserved,” I said with a smirk. “For scum like you, the only fitting outcome is a lifetime of suffering.”