Death Invitation Novels & Stories

I thought maybe if I didn’t pick it up, it would stop. But what if it was Daddy? I walked slowly toward it. My feet felt cold on the floor. I reached up and grabbed the receiver the way I’d seen Daddy do. It felt heavier than I expected. “Hello?” I whispered. A woman’s voice came through. “Hello, this is City Gate Mortuary calling to notify the family of Asher Wolfsbane and Valerie Darkrose that the individuals listed were found deceased after a car accident on the 22nd of May, two days ago.”

He can’t concentrate on his job. Suddenly, his phone rang. He received a text message coming from Viviana’s number. The message says, ‘If you are Viviana’s friend, I just want to inform you that she can no longer reply to calls and messages on her phone because she died yesterday. The cause of her sudden death was drowning in the sea. You can visit her wake at the Savage Howl Pack funeral home today. She will be buried in the pack's cemetery tomorrow afternoon.’ Shocked, Kaspar almost dropped his phone onto the floor. Aurelia and Viviana died one after another. Two deaths in just a span of 24 hours?

How could Eve die? A/n: yay! The last chapter, thanks a lot for reading till the end 🤗 Love y'all my readers 😘

"I was sleeping in my crib with a locket and a letter in my grasp. She was nowhere to be found. He searched everywhere for her but couldn't find her. Tired, he tried opening the locket but couldn't so he chose to read the letter first. I remember it word for word. I eat it everyday alongside dad. It said: ‘Dear Lucas, everyday I spent with you were the happiest days of my life. I never thought true love felt this way. I'm happy Vanessa came to us. She will be beautiful, far beautiful than I am. Brave, string, courageous. She will be the answer to the prayers of centuries past. The fulfillment of a dream. Take good care of she's royalty. She will be a victory to many and a source of loss to m

"You must have said something wrong. Emily's grandmother must have died. She was also sick a few days back. How can Emily be dead? Yesterday was her birthday, and I took her away from me so she could live. Then how did she die?" Esen is in a panic. Her hands are shaking, and her heart feels like someone just threw it out the window. Her eyes sting, but she refuses to cry. If she does, there will be nothing left for her. Aydin took a deep breath. He could not understand what she was saying, even though he wanted to. "Well, I am going there right now. You should also come to her funeral," he put his hand on her shoulder and tried to silence her. "Yes," she said softly. She shook her head. "Tak

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

Death finally asked, his voice low and calm, though his eyes studied her with quiet calculation. Venessa’s lips curled into a sharp smile. “Dispose of it. Burn it. Bury it. I don’t care. What matters is that she is never found.” Death gave a short nod. “Understood.” He stepped out of the car, his heavy boots crunching against the gravel. Venessa didn’t wait…her engine roared to life, and she drove off into the night, leaving the air thick with exhaust and silence. The moment her taillights vanished, Death’s hand went up. One of his men emerged from the shadows, carrying Delilah in his arms like a broken doll. Her head lolled to the side, her hair spilling down, her skin pale under the dim st

"We're from the Everwood Police Department. Your husband, Chester Paget, was involved in a serious car accident last night on the Everwood section of the ring highway. He died at the scene." From the moment I saw the officers at my door, an uneasy weight had been pressing on my chest. The phrase "died at the scene" dropped like a final anchor, grounding all my swirling emotions in an instant. This moment was something I had rehearsed in my mind more times than I could count. "An accident?" Feigning shock, I froze for a moment, murmuring under my breath as I covered my face with both hands. "No… No, that's impossible…"

She turned to Abigail's brother, who was named Arnold. He inhaled deeply before responding, "I've never heard of unawakened ones marking each other, so the chances are slim. It might just be a bite mark that hasn't healed." Drew laughed lightly. "Not quite! You might be surprised, Mom. Why don’t you come and see for yourself?" he suggested, and she nodded in agreement. "Do you still have the mark from the bite?" He pulled his shirt down from his shoulder, revealing the mark. His mother gasped, and I wondered why she reacted that way. She stood up and approached us to get a closer look. "This is..." she trailed off, and I felt a wave of anxiety. "Yes, Mom, it’s exactly what you think," Drew c

… One day, I suddenly saw the news on the television. "The Jones family was murdered. None of the family members lived." My heart skipped a beat. I then saw a photo of my family on the screen. "It is reported that the murder was committed by Susan Jones, the wife of the old director of Jones Group..." None of them survived. Charles, Derek, Samantha, Jenson, and Susan—all of them died. "Mrs. Jones left a suicide note, claiming that this was done for her daughter Celine..." I could no longer process the words I heard after that.