Deadly Cross Novels & Stories

He gestured to the four masked men who aimed their pistol at Massimo. "Mass....Vincent is in!" Hyacinth muttered. "Don't worry, he can't do a thing" he assured. "Then why is he here?" She asked. "The deal ends today because Godmother is dead!" Alejandro winked and Massimo gasped. "What! How?" He asked curiously. "I freaking killed, she's taking a whole lot of time.." he paused and faced somewhere else. "Who still stays alive at 85!!!" He grinned evily as he faced Massimo.

The matching sword is called the Deathslayer, as its power is that which can even defy death, himself. After suiting up, I placed my sword into its sheath upon my back and loaded up several of my sharpest and deadliest daggers into the custom sheaths of my armor. Walking outside, the sun is beginning to set and there is a heaviness to the air. Sensing Max and Damen approaching me, I say, “Death is in the air, can you hear, smell, and feel it?” Before they can respond we hear sirens going off in the distance near the human lands. “Sounds like the attacks have begun,” Damen states. “Let’s go get our mate,” Max exclaims as we run to meet up with Trinity near the border.

"Lucas, I'm already dead! Why won't you take care of Tina? She can't sleep with a corpse! She'll get a shock!" However, nothing worked. He couldn't hear me at all. Also, I was dead, so there was no way for me to communicate with him through our mind link. Lucas turned angry again when he saw that I didn't move a single muscle. "Ava! Did you hear what I just said? I can overlook the fusses you made in the past, but this is our daughter! Can't you care for her better than this?" I screamed at the top of my lungs again. "I am dead! Lucas, I'm fucking dead! Please, for the love of God, look at my body! Look at me!"

“This isn’t about feelings. It’s about survival. She’s a liability.” Before I could respond, Jessica burst into the room, her expression a mix of urgency and exhaustion. “We’ve got a problem.” Mike straightened, his eyes narrowing. “What now?” Jessica held up a small, bloodstained scrap of fabric. It was dark red and smelled faintly of ash. “We found this at the southern border. Tracks lead east toward the Shadow Vale.” “Shadow Vale?” I asked, frowning. The name was unfamiliar but ominous. Jessica nodded. “It’s a cursed territory. Few who enter ever return. If Zara went there, she’s either running from something—or running to something.”

“For scum like you, the only fitting outcome is a lifetime of suffering.” Everyone present was stunned. What seemed like an absurd drama had turned out to be my carefully laid plan. Debt collection calls poured in relentlessly as Nathan slumped to the ground in despair. Only now did he realize that his petty schemes were nothing but child’s play in comparison. Satisfied with the show, I left the scene gracefully, escorted by Ian. Back at the Springbolt Group, I received a report from Ian on the ultimate fates of Nathan, Amelia, and Alex. To cover the company’s financial hole, Nathan resorted to taking out high-interest loans but ended up being hunted by debt collectors and sold to a remote m

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

Flesh curled back and blood gushed out in a torrent, quickly creating a dark red stain on the ground. “Zoey Stone, you little troublemaker!”

Pushing aside the pain, she asked me tearfully, “Does this make you feel better? Will it make you stay?” The wounds were very deep. But Ivy had died in the cruel summer heat, and Peter had died in pain from his illness. They had suffered no less than Alyse was suffering right at this moment. I heard myself say coldly, “No. You should die for your sins.” Alyse closed her beautiful eyes, and tears streamed down her face. When I turned to leave with the system, I heard the sound of a blade cutting flesh and smelled the pungent scent of blood.

Nora, my assistant, stumbled in, so panicked she could barely form a sentence. I set down my files and handed her a glass of water. "Take a breath. Tell me what happened." She gulped the water down and finally steadied herself. "Alpha — the altar — it's been blown up!" My frown deepened. "The altar? Who did it?" "It was... it was Lucian Grey. He buried a bag of explosives near the altar. When the guards caught him, he kept demanding to see you."

The Lighten coughs in blood trying to resist from the five beings. “This is hilarious! He really thinks he can still live after this.” Matteo grab the Lighten’s head and let him see the battlefield. “See?” The southern borders is covered with blood and corpses of the defeated battalion. The sand is all red, dark, and stinky. The battle has almost ended and the sight has brought pleasure to the victorious squad. “See?’’ “c-Cr-cro-crossbr-…crossbreeds…I-“ Matteo strikes him to death with his sharp stone mold. “That ends it here.”, Matteo satisfyingly said while looking at the dead Lighten.