Deadly Class Novels & Stories

Suddenly, her eyes widened on seeing her dad limp on the ground as she rushed to him. "Papa!" He exclaimed as she panicked greatly, she placed her ears on his chest feeling his heartbeat but it was really slow and weak. His breath had seized too. In a haste, she quickly hired a taxi before rushing Antonio to the hospital. ★★★★★ DARK VIPERS CLAN* CYBER CELL••• Just as Lucifer stepped in, the six vipers turned around and bowed their head slightly. BLAZE, LILA, ONYX, HELLCAT, VENOM, SCAR..... They are all called the Clan vipers because they are mostly chosen for missions.

Diana The Werewolf Council has established a comprehensive education mandate for all wolf pups, regardless of their social standing. This rule ensures that every young werewolf receives at least a basic education, with the level of schooling varying based on their class within the pack hierarchy. At the top, Alpha and Beta offspring naturally receive the most extensive education. Gamma wolves, known for their superior strength and destined to become pack warriors, along with Delta wolves of ordinary strength, both receive education equivalent to college level. While Gammas typically focus on combat training, Deltas have the freedom to specialize in various fields. These two classes form the

“To end someone’s life?” “Sometimes,” Eton said after a moment. “But most people I killed were scums so I didn’t lose sleep over it. Besides, I worked for the SRL at the time, so the kills were perfectly legal.” For some reason, his tone turned almost mocking at the word ‘legal.’ “SRL?” Kaia asked. “The Federal Security Service,” Eton clarified. “Oh?” Kaia asked. “Yes.” “Is this where you know the President from?” Kaia asked.

My blood boiled. Shaun had done enough, hadn’t he? Why did he have a taste for more? One thing was certain he was a dead man. Even if I couldn’t kill him, I could kill Lindsay to teach him a lesson. If I can’t have Lindsay, no one else can. ********** Lindsay’s POV

But then, Alpha Darwin uttered the words that sent a shiver down my spine, freezing the blood in my veins: "The attack was orchestrated by the Dark Fangs." The very name struck terror into the hearts of even the most seasoned warriors. The Dark Fangs were not a mere band of marauders or rival packs seeking territory. No, they were something far more sinister—a clandestine organization composed of high-class assassins, renowned for their ruthlessness and complete disregard for human life. The tales of their cruelty were whispered in hushed tones throughout the supernatural world. They operated in shadows, striking swiftly and silently, leaving no trace of their presence except for the lifeles

classes didn't start earlier that day because of the passing of a teacher. Shane Walker didn't see a point to it, the whole mourning period which had been assigned on behalf of the teacher. every day someone was dying in this school, it had become such a regularity that no one seemed affected anymore. not that the people here cared about anyone but themselves. psychopaths. all of them were psychopaths.

Clara said and sniffed in. " The death Battalion who felt they have cheated death where able to break into the human realm and wants them dead, we tried to protect our friends and now the death Battalion are after us all and wants us all dead, the Death Battalion are immortals and can't be killed." Clara said. " What about the Cyrix sword can't you use it against them since it kills immortals." Elsa said.

he replied, his eyes shifting from Tamsyn to me. "Which means it’s not just about dead Dark Circle members, but dead souls as well." She paused, biting her lower lip—a nervous habit that seemed to draw my focus. "These beings are ideal for war; they awaken only to fight. They don’t care if it’s a pup, a she-wolf, or even a female vampire or witch. They kill without discrimination." As the gravity of her words sank in, the room fell silent. Anderson nodded slowly. *This is far deeper than we had ever expected. It won’t end as soon as we hoped,* Delius remarked, and I felt my breath hitch.

"Dante, look at me. It’s Zora." He didn't look at me. He looked up, his gaze piercing through the smog and the heavy clouds of Lagos. I followed his eyes and felt my heart drop into my stomach. The sky was no longer empty. The Council’s "Executioner-Class" Dreadnoughts were breaking through the atmosphere, their massive, blocky hulls glowing a dull, angry orange from the friction of re-entry. They looked like floating tombs, silent and inevitable, and I knew they weren't here for a "Siphon-Audit." They were here for a "Final Liquidation."

After watching Linda leave, Alyse went to the basement. My body lay there in a coffin. Alyse knelt by the coffin and gently caressed my forehead. She said, “Don’t worry, if you can get me back from the clutches of death, I can do it too.” Unexpectedly, Alyse really managed it. She used all of her resources to bring together experts in every field. Somehow, she managed to make contact with the Strategic System that was currently in another world.