Death Note Anime Novels & Stories

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

Annabel closed her eyes and tried to wish what she faced away, but when she opened her eyes, her gaze was still met with the same disturbing spectacle. “No!” “ANNABEL, OPEN THIS DOOR!” Annabel started when she heard her name booming from the nun’s mouth. The woman knew she was here! She knew opening the door was not an option. Come with me. The door came down minutes later with the nun dashing inside accompanied by a group of the locals who she had called for help, only to be met with the priest’s thoroughly stabbed body. Spatters of blood all over the furniture and the ground indicated that there had been some struggle before the priest was killed. The only mystery that remained unsolved wa

“Good morning too, Your Excellency. I don’t need something from you, but someone probably does.” My forehead furrowed. "Who?" “Good morning, Death Judge Noble Park! I am Renata Viglianco, known as Revi VI, the strongest captain of Atolon Island. ” A tall woman appeared in my sight. She was wearing a dark green overcoat jacket and black pants. She had a badge on her left shoulder—perhaps it was made of Ruby. Renata Viglianco . . . Her name wasn’t familiar but her face was. To be continued . . .

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

"Mort Dmitriv Aslanov is confirmed dead." The news brought her gaze now far off, Sumire was engulfed in darkness and fell on the ground, losing consciousness. "Is this even possible?"

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.

I thought maybe this girl was my opportunity. But I was wrong. The next second, the baby doll turned around, revealing hollow, blood-soaked eyes. "I don't have parents. Do you want to be my mommy?" she mumbled. Her blood and tears poured down her face, soaking her dress. The next second, her head fell off and landed in her own hands. Suddenly, dark storm clouds gathered in the sky, looking ominous. At the same time, the comments flooded the live chat. "Haha! So dumb! Of all people, she had to pick a fight with Aria, the Headless Girl, one of the Four Bosses."

The soul eater sits on the floor, covered in blood and something else that I don't recognize until I open the door further and step in. Looking down, I see a disemboweled baby torn to shreds. It's in so many pieces that I can't even tell for sure what it is, except for the baby bottle half buried in the blood and intestines. Suddenly, the smell hits me and I have to bend over as I lose my supper. Sandwich spraying everywhere, even on the soul eater. She looks up at me and smiles while holding an arm bone and then begins gnawing on it.

One, just except my fate because I was tired as hell and had no will power in me to fight or fight despite my body not being fully awake because I had a daughter to life for and didn’t want everyone to come home to a lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor bleeding to death. Of course I went with the second choice because who the hell will I be if I let some intruder dressed like a damn ninja end my life. I’m the Shadow of death for god sakes so I wasn’t about to accept death so easily. So here I was crouched over the lifeless body of the mystery ninja who turned out to be a woman. Pulling the dagger out from her head, blood came pouring out staining the marble floor.

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious face. "While the last one was t