Death Dealing Bleach Novels & Stories

Jane shook her head as she felt sad for the ones who'll see that, while Aaron felt kinda proud and smiled brightly. "They'll be terrified." Aaron said and started laughing; Jane and Levi joined him. "Is it cause they won't know who it is?" Theo asked innocently. "Darling, the world wasn't informed about the blast. Everyone assumed that Summer Astley went into hiding and then forgot about it after some time. The death was a set up only for the Scotts." Jane informed him. "But what about the blast?" He inquired further. Theo was just 11 went that incident happened so, he didn't know much about it.

His skin seemed to pale as the life fluid drained out of him. My other hand pressed to his neck feeling his pulse getting slower and weaker with every second ticking by. "Shit!" Liam hissed, "Stay here, I am gonna go get a doctor. They left him to freaking bleed to death!" With that, he scurried out of the room so fast. I stayed close by his side, tears drenching my cheeks and my heart pounding hard at the sight ahead of me. There was so much blood - dark crimson, with a discreet, metallic scent. It cascaded across his skin, right into the floor. I shakily placed my hand on it hoping it would just stop. I stifled back tears as I said, "Please don't die.."

The figure I had always known. Then time snapped back. The lights hummed. A monitor beeped. Somewhere down the hall, a voice called out. The baby was gone, but the room already knew what had been taken. Death did not move. Invisible now, unseen by the living, he lingered. He watched the mother enter. Watched her smile falter. Watched confusion fracture into terror. When her cry finally broke free, it shattered the air. Death flinched. Not visibly. Not the way a human would.

“I need some sort of remedy or p..poi..poison “. “For what ?“. “I found a way to end this for good , I know you said there is nothing I can do but with clear thoughts I concluded that his death will set me free , I said till death do us part hence if one of us dies then it will be over “. Akua laughed. “You are so funny do you know that , I will give something however be careful what you wish for remember you made a mistake in the beginning you should learn from it and avoid more mistakes now I’ll ask you , are you sure you want this liquid I’m gonna give to you?” “I’ve never been sure about anything in my life than this”. “Okay you pour this in the food everyday, when the did is done it wil

He’s barely keeping his head upright at this point. I flip the silver knife in my hand from side to side, watching the light glint off the unforgiving blade. The tang of metal hangs heavy in the cold, damp air, coating the air with its copper scent. It soaks into the walls and the floor, inescapable and unmistakable. The bastard in front of me won’t be the first or the last to die in this building. The only way to remove the scent of desperation, bleach, and death would be to burn the whole building down. Again.

My sister had done some messed up shit, but this was low even for her standards. “She was Blue’s friend. It's as simple as that. Look at her” He gestures to the car where Blue was still sat, staring out the window. “Look what this one death has done to her.” “She said something before she went into shock. Something about how everyone around her eventually dies.” “This was planned. And Cecelia has a lot to answer for!”

I took a deep breath, my mind a blank canvas void of emotions, painted only with numbness. Keeling beside his body, I reached for a cloth and gently wiped the blood from his face. It was surreal, this task of cleaning up after death. The blood had already begun to dry, a stark contrast to the lifeless pallor of his skin. As I worked, I couldn’t help but remember the times he had cared for me, the way his hands had comforted me in my darkest moments. Now, it was my turn to provide this final act of care.

- Art as the tears fall to their eyes they hug the body tightly and don't want to let it go the strong figure of Sunny has been changed to a sorrowful face of a father who loses his daughter but as they cry the eyes of Bhea suddenly opens!! it was seen by Bhlezy and immediately throw her away! "WAAA!!!!'- Bhlezy "AAAA!!!!"- Art Bhea's body is moving!!! all of them in the surrounding raise our guard! worst comes to worst probably Bhea is a zombie already!

When it was almost time for Layla to blow the candles just before midnight, there were over a million viewers watching her livestream. With a party hat on her head, Layla had a bashful look on her face as she put her hands together. Meanwhile, everyone was doing the countdown. Just then, Brenda rushed into the room and grabbed Layla's arm. She smiled at her in a very strange way. "Hazel, when I saw you that day, Layla had already bludgeoned you to death and your dad had already dismantled your skeleton. "I only made a few cuts on your body. I'm sure it didn't hurt at all. So, don't come looking for me. Alright?"

The linguistic scholar died. Before we could even reach the secondary stairwell, the massive, tinted glass windows of the living room shattered inward. A hail of high-velocity tactical rounds tore through the air, punching violent holes into the dark velvet couches and marble walls. Three heavily armed mercenaries, clad in matte-black tactical gear and Vance syndicate insignias, breached the shattered ledge using high-tension ziplines from an adjacent rooftop. Malakai returned fire instantly, his sidearm barking three times in rapid succession. The lead mercenary dropped hard against the broken glass, a tight cluster of crimson blooming across his chest.