Death Eater Novels & Stories

🦪 DALE LAZARUS 🦪 “You killed him! Don’t stand here acting like the victim, you miserable bastard! Do you feel great about having deceived me? I didn’t even think you could ever be the bastard I want dead. I’m the fool for trusting you blindly, and I’m going to kill you, Reaper. I. Will. Kill. You. I don’t give a shit if you’re Dale or not, you owe me a debt, it’s time to pay up, you bastard!”

The days had become a blur of missions, research, and exhaustion. Every day felt like a battle in its own right, not just against the infected but against the fear that hung over everything—especially over Ethan. His powers, once something he could control with ease, were now something else entirely. They were unpredictable, unstable. Every time he used them, I could see the toll it took on his body. His energy would flicker, his breathing would become shallow, and his body would shake as if he was fighting against himself.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

do you know where I'm going? -No ... you wouldn't find them- says the man with a broken voice. Azael laughs again. -Don't you know who I am? The man shakes his head. Azael takes a few seconds to respond. A malicious smile forms on his face before he does so. -I'm Azael Volkov. Dutson's son. I feel the man's face go completely pale. We all watch the scene in silence, no one dares to speak. - That mafia is dead ...- he says in just a whisper.

A massive, towering presence looming over my shoulder. I glance back. A cloaked figure, three meters tall, floating in the void. In its skeletal hand, it holds a massive scythe that drips with phantom blood. The God of Death. The robotic voice returns. [AWAKENING CONFIRMED. SUBJECT: REA REED. RESULT: 100% PURITY. ENTITY IDENTIFIED: THANATOS (THE GOD OF DEATH). ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC EVIL.] The numbers flash on the screen in blood-red. One hundred percent. The legendary Single Bloodline.

Mia yawned. “......” I didn’t say a word as I knew she would explain things through so I sat quietly waiting for her explanation while eating. “Charles as you like to call him” she giggled so did I as her smile was very contagious. “He is a very dark creature as he is Death himself he has up tainted souls of millions of or even billions of creatures. Like the vampires and the Lycanthropes have a beef with him, their plans are still unknown but it’s of no good not one bit!!” Mia said in a warning voice that was cold and fearful.

He asked. "Obviously." Lucifer said confidently. Death smiled. - Death - (Present) 'I can't afford to be anything less than what's expected. I have a duty as a protector of humanity, as a former Rider, to kill those two.' Death's movements got faster and faster. The display started to scare away some of the spectators. The previously damaged ground now appeared to be sinking with the accumulation of damage. The air around Death's scythe made an unsettling, almost crying-like sound with every swing.

Isekai (Thanatos) started muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear. "aurora bolaris i am the death god and maybe not the best to complete a perfect ritual, i shot out from darkness and unto aurora i shall let know that I am Thanatos, i lord over tharterean pit and has fate with this body," Isekai (Thanatos) said as the blood that was dripping out immediately seem to be freezed by some sort of power before slowly forming a human body .