Deadly Class Novels & Stories

Dante asked and took the phone from Dell but as soon as he looked at the phone it slowly fell from his hand, “The Alpha King Of Black Wolves Pack is dead”

As I do so, a strange explosion fills my stomach, triumphant that finally there's a replacement of Jordan Crown's beauty. A bit skips as our hands intertwine. Time seems to tick beyond count and age blurs into each other. The entire universe collapsed back to BigBang and was reborn. Stars and planets dies and scatters into the dark nothingness. For these five seconds of staring, nothing else holds significance. Just two windows and a gaze into a moment. Nothing else. Just a stare before the explosion. “Keila Taylor.” We shake hands.

The people who tried to expose what was happening lost careers for speaking up. No one understood how devastating things were until it was too late. Even when hellhounds began killing us, we didn't know they were man-made and a product of science created to save money. With the Shadow Warriors help, we managed to survive the first wave of hellhounds. Now the formaldehyde has attacked the older dead. They're more intelligent and scarier all around, their misshapen bodies slightly more human. Who knows what will happen when the ancient dead awaken?

We're vulnerable till we hit the one hundred year mark. The death of a fledgling can cause so much heartbreak for the doms that they too will die, changing your sub to a vampire is tying your life to theirs. Wow I didn't know any of those things, why didn't they teach me those before I was changed. That's a lot to think about, my wellbeing affecting Dimitri’s. After that class I couldn't go back to my head space, how could I, all I had in mind was Dimitri, how he treated me for the last few days.

A sigh slipped out of Delice's lips at the slight relief, she could feel the venom slowly vanishing from her veins, easing away from her. Volaky's venom was very deadly. First, it killed their special abilities in seconds, zeroed them into something without their powers. After that, it would just kill them. For as the vampires were to the werewolves, so were the Volakys to the vampires. Each unkillable terror to the other. "I can't hear her breathing." Delice whispered, her eyes searching through the busy crowd of patients, physicians and wailing vampires that their loved ones had already been confirmed gone - straight to Nicholas who had that look that she recognized all too well, in his ey

And Rah obliged, “Out of all the clans ever recorded in the history of the wolves world, there have been a few which have been the deadliest. The nature of crimes have varied, but always the mortality rate has been very high. Most of these clans have died out over time, but below is the list of the top ten clans up until the date of publication of the book, considering that the list will not be revised if any deadlier clan arrives to claim the throne of #1 – #10 Reddy’s clan # 9 Sinara clan #8 Mehar clan #7 Daniels clan #6 Asher clan #5 Prudence clan #4 Delev clan #3 Sharpe clan #2 Rosha clan #1 Daniels-Sharpe clan Blimey, Sharpe clan in itself is 3rd, and Daniels in 7th, but it is the combi

A small locked medication safe she cannot crack in six minutes. She takes what she can. Not everything. Everything is greed. Greed is heavy. Heavy is slow. Slow is dead. The smoke thickens. LUS says, Exit recommended. "Bag half full." Exit strongly recommended. “Fine.” She grabs two more boxes, fine has always been a flexible word, then backs toward the door. A third dead body slams into the stockroom entrance from the shop floor, burning at one shoulder. Maya stares. "That's new." Combustion hazard.

A crimson banner of text bled across the sky outside my window, visible only to those already marked. The global announcement pulsed with a cold, digital heartbeat. "A-Class Instance: 'Apocalypse Academy' initialized. Five new players randomly selected. Commencement in thirty minutes." On the muted TV screen below it, a news anchor’s face was grim. "…confirmed. The legendary player known as Gale-001 has been declared deceased within the S-Class Instance 'City of Mists.' The Crescent Guild reports her entire inventory of Artifacts is missing. Sources are reliable."

Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor balcony. It was nasty enough to have the whole office buzzing. By dinner time, the police released the names: Julian and Lily. I raised an eyebrow. Nice. Supposed they finally got their 'happily ever after.'

“He’s not just dangerous. He’s catastrophic.” Whitney pulled up her Intent data. “If he’s feeding on the surge like the others, his power’s skyrocketed. He’s probably Class S by now.” Class S. The highest level in the Hunter System—reserved for things that could wipe out countries if you let them run loose. “We’ll deal with it,” I said, trying to sound braver than I felt. By the third day, five thousand people were dead. The riots just kept growing. Protesters stopped asking for answers; now they wanted the Houses gone. Some districts broke away, declared themselves independent, and refused House rule.