Death Battle Fanfic Novels & Stories

Kate shifted into a white wolf, murder gleaming in her eyes. They slammed into each other like clashing storms. Claws tore through flesh while fangs shattered bone. Blood drenched the floor as their screams echoed through the vaulted stone. Enforcers tried and failed to separate them. Katherine clamped down on Kate's throat, but Kate's paw punched straight through Katherine's chest and churned. "Go to hell... You... You fake..." Kate gasped, grinding her claws in. Katherine's wolf collapsed. When she shifted back, she was already dead, a gaping hole where her heart had been.

He finally turns to look at me after he brushes off some hair from his arms. “You join the Flying Death because your heart is black. You become Reeve because you’re dead inside. You have no future with me Hazel. I’m not gonna drag you into my fucked up world, with my demons. When Mona comes, you’ll go with her,” he says, turning toward the entryway. I run after him and punch him right in the back. “I am NOT one of your Flys and you will not just fucking dismiss me when you’ve gotten what you wanted,” I shout, and hit him again.

I said as I moved to sit up more as I no longer was feeling the aftereffects due to the fact that I was being fueled by anger and disbelief that he wasn’t willing to take her back. “I will kill him when I get my hands on him for what he did to her, but she rejected me and there is no bond between her and I anymore.” Beta Shawn tells me, and I began to chuckle, before I say, “You’re a little to late for that I already killed him myself for what he did to her and you.” “The rogue Beta is dead?” Alpha Chance asks me and I shake my head yes and he says, “Then that’s one down and one to go.” And I knew at that moment that Damon had escaped their invasion and I felt a bit of relief knowing that he

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

“Go” “She started convulsing and fell to the ground. She screamed and clawed at her mark, she is dead” the voice on the other end says. Lucas disconnects the call. “She is dead isn’t she?” David asks. “She is,” Lucas projects his Alpha Lord Aura. “How did your fated mate die and don’t lie.” David tries to fight this powerful aura, but can’t.

They got up from the ground, and the cuts that she received from breaking the glass had already started healing. "Come on, Climb again, Dee", she again mind-linked him, and even though he was afraid, he climbed her back. "Hold my fur tightly... we need to get away from here alive" While Dee was climbing her back, she looked for a way to get away from there without hurting Dee. She can see people killing each other everywhere. Many wolves and vampires are already dead, while many are still fighting to die. She can't help but think again and again about the situation. They all are dying because of whom?? It is easy to kill someone even though she has killed several people herself before, but i

I breathe out her name in a prayer, and the mere whispering of her name causes my heart to constrict with pain. Yet as I lay there, a toxic little thought enters my mind: will it hurt this much if I sever our bond? *** Why does a Volkov Mating Ceremony always turn bloody? As soon as I walked into this fight with these Lycans, I knew that I wouldn’t make it out alive. Something about death called to me and whispered that the pain would go away if I went into the fight with the intention of dying. So I did. I took down two of the beasts, but the last one slashed me up so badly that I knew that was it for me… and I was happy. I wanted to die, Eclipse was still not talking to me, but he handled

he echoed, disbelieving. “Yeah, but you need a hug. No matter how much I hate you.” Death's eyes shot open. His hands curled around mine. Tension bound us together. His tail coiled beneath me, lifting me off the floor. “Would- would you dance with me now?” Samael whispered. He stroked my fingers. “I don't know,” I murmured. He pulled me towards him, pressed his face to mine. His tears burned as they fell on my throat. His hands dug into my back, his breath sharp.

"My brother is dead because he tried to save you. David's sister is dead because she tried to find the truth. How many more people have to die for you, Sera Blackwood?" "Celeste, listen to me," Dante says, moving slowly to put himself between her and Sera. "Connor's death isn't Sera's fault. She didn't know—" "Get out of the way, Alpha." "No." "I will shoot you. Don't think I won't." "Then shoot me." Dante's voice is calm. "Because you're not touching my mate." For a long moment, no one moves. Then David Chen, still on the ground, speaks through split lips. "She's lying."

“Move out of my way and tell me where they went, and I might spare you despite your betrayal.” “There’s no turning back, Beta. I’m sorry, but everything I’m doing is to free our Alpha, who’s been bewitched by evil,” the young wolf replied, his voice trembling. “If… if you want to pass, you’ll have to go through me first.” “That’s a shame, Dale. You had a promising future ahead of you,” I sighed, lunging at the trembling warrior, who was thrown violently against a rock after the punch I landed on him. I moved in, tearing into his flesh without mercy, until I clamped my jaws around his neck and ended his life. “I’m sorry, kid, but believe me—it’s better to die by my fangs than by the Supreme L