Deadman Wonderland Novels & Stories

He wimps, a slight chuckle escapes my lips. "Oh, sweetheart if only you knew how stupid you look right now." "Besides, you're useless to me now," I added. I slowly bent down and leaned closer to his ear. "Never underestimate me." "Like they say." Pausing for a second. "The most dangerous animal in the world is a silent smiling woman." I cocked my gun and shot him in the chest. He slowly gasps for air glancing deep into my eyes with fear. One-thousand-two-hundred and six people I've killed in my life. And none of them, I ever pitied for. People might say it's cruel but to survive in this barbaric world, you need to be feared by others.

I wanted to make it a surprise for Ryan, and then grant him a lethal death. In the blink of an eye, all the mutant dogs lay down dead on the floor, their corpses littered all over the cliff bottom, and I could feel the angry stares of the venom woman herself. Not only that, the crowds stood in curiosity waiting for the strange sliver of a being that appeared out of nowhere and slaughtered all their players. Slowly, I let the light diminish, and my face became visible under the reflection of the dark sky and the glowing moon. A loud gasp escaped from everyone's mouth, followed by a scream of "impossible."

Make their world unstable. The red chip-like object was successfully captured by Damian on earth, but disappeared again. They also didn't know why it was with Xander and ended up in Alice's hands. Because their world is out of balance, Ken is forced to sacrifice his daughter's life to neutralize the balance of all creatures in his world.

The draft from the open vault door reaches the flame, and the flame bends once, twice, and then it is gone, and the chapel is dark, and the ledger sits in its hidden cavity beneath the granite altar stone, and the pages are still open to the authorization code that will burn the Armenise syndicate to the ground. Domenico sets the notebook on the writing desk by the window. He does not let go of my jaw. His other hand finds my hip, and the touch is deliberate and slow, the same deliberate slowness he brought to our second night, the slowness of a man who has decided that urgency is for people who do not know what they want. He knows what he wants. I know what I want. The knowing is terrifying

Everyone knew I was crazy for Mandy Willow, and tragically so. Ever since I fell for her at first sight, my loyalty never wavered as I swore to myself that I'd never marry anyone else. But Frank Young the hellraiser was the one she ever loved! For his sake, she lied to me and gaslighted me for years, even working with him to plan my parents' murder, stealing my sister's organs and all my family's fortune. I died as I learned the truth, overwhelmed with resentment and regret! When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my senior year, when I had confessed my love to her. But this time, I would not let the same thing happen again. Instead of helping her to destroy my own family, I would

At that moment, the funeral home called. They said the body had been forcibly taken away, and the memorial hall had been destroyed. The coffin that should have contained Robert's body now held a dead dog, filthy and twisted out of shape. The wreaths in the memorial hall bore my father's name. The coffin itself had been covered in vulgar words written in red paint. Then Julian walked toward me leisurely with his arm around Vivian. When Vivian saw my phone, she smiled smugly. "Nathaniel Hayes, this is what happens when you go against me."

Something Maya has no useful word for. The word would have to describe a man aiming twelve bodies the way she would aim one rifle, and English, having spent centuries finding twelve ways to describe uncomfortable chairs, apparently never prepared for this. Marcus turns the pack. Points it. The dead come over the west fence and meet a thing already there to meet them. One animal with thirty heads.

Grandma hadn't been able to handle the blow and had followed him soon after. And now, the man who had destroyed the first half of Mom's life was haunting her again like a ghost that wouldn't leave. The first thing out of his mouth was that he wanted 500 thousand dollars for his gambling debts. "Zero Camden is my kid, isn't he? I heard you didn't tell the truth and lied to your husband that he's your little brother. What do you think your husband will do if I tell him everything? Think he'll still stay married to you?"

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

"Kid, who's the earthbound immortal outside?" Chad quickly replied, "It's Hansen Kara from Karamon." Meran looked puzzled and asked, "What's he here for?" Chad hurriedly explained, "Someone named Landry Wilt wants to use a Dead Man's Piece in exchange for the opportunity to become an immortal ghost!" Meran got up when he heard that. His deep red robes fluttered, and the sinister aura of his body was terrifying. "A Dead Man's Piece is like a badge of the underworld! He has worn it for two years and has less than a hundred days left to live—"