Death Note Christmas Novels & Stories

Too aware of each other. As the sun began to set, painting the sky in pink and orange streaks, Sebastian received another message. A single line: “This Christmas, you won’t get away.” Sebastian’s hand tightened around his gun. He looked at Nyra. She read it instantly. “Well,” she said, adjusting her coat, “looks like neutral ground is officially a myth.” Noelle looked between them, eyes wide. “More enemies?” Sebastian sighed. “Unfortunately… yes.” Nyra grinned. “Then it’s Christmas Eve. Time to make it interesting.”

With that in mind, she must be dead by now! He thought, perhaps it's for the best. After all, he wouldn’t have to trouble himself with her anymore, now that she was dead. Someone died downstairs. Both the Templeton family and Gunderson family lost the mood to continue celebrating Christmas Eve and left their seats. As they departed, a red coat lay quietly in the hallway. It was the one Ayanna had worn when she arrived. Anderson continued to smile, appearing to be in good spirits. However, he couldn't help the slight twitch at the corner of his eye when he saw that coat.

Detective Charlie Reed order with authority. A cartoon cup filled with coffee remain untouched. The smoke coming indicate how it has been freshly-brewed that time. The lights flickered. To think how casual the room appeared deems the unlikely confrontation of the death found earlier this morning. Refuge scavenge to know the truth underlies the key that Ella could give towards how Indigo peril.

Yet I know more than anyone in this house now that my supposed father has now passed away. Hard as it was, I stood up to approached him. Trembling, I tried to raise my hand holding the death note. Even though my eyes were blurred with tears, I tried to read it without blinking. "Name: Charles Perelman" It was then that memory began to enter into my mind everything he had done in the world. Those memories made me cry even more because they were all smiling faces of his parents, siblings and relatives. By the time his wife, who was from college, came into his life, he admired her a lot. "Age: 42 years old." Until the memories of marriage, childbirth of his wife, pleasure, sorrow. That went as

For the first time in 2026, I felt alive. We reached the basement—the morgue. It was the only way out that Silas hadn't blocked yet. The air was freezing, smelling of chemicals and silence. "My car is in the ambulance bay," Julian wheezed, his face damp with sweat. We ran past the silver drawers of the dead. But as we reached the exit, Julian stopped. He looked at a body lying on a gurney, covered in a white sheet. A hand was sticking out from under the cloth—a hand wearing a gold wedding ring.

As soon as the voices vanished, I slowly opened my eyes and I was welcomed by a dark room with a window, letting some of the light crawl inside the room. I reminisced about everything as I was sitting alone in this gloomy place whilst staring at Madreign’s bloody flag. Beside me was a black rose. My attention was then stolen by a bird’s cry. As I gazed at it, it flew away. We fought together, but I was the only one left. If I could just bring back the past, I would. I would love us to reunite again and fly a kite on the mountain. Did I make the right judgment? I . . . brought them to death, and people still call me a hero. Maximaze Lativitus Park, the notorious Death Judge of Normous became

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“She had had a terrible accident. They never found her body. Everybody thought that she drowned in the river. Damon, maybe she really-“ "She's alive." I cut him off, my voice steady. "I know she is. Dead people don't disappear. Dead people are found. Had she died, somebody would have discovered something, anything. But no one did." Daniel rubbed his forehead. "Or they didn't because..” "Daniel." I sat back in my chair and stared him right in the eye. "Keep looking." He let out another sigh. "You're crazy, you know that?" "Probably," I muttered.

After he had recovered his power of speech and had brought Nocturne to climax, he tackled the subject of the winter holidays. “Is there any chance that you’re less busy over Christmas?” he asked hopefully. “I’ll be free, but I read that more people die at Christmas than any other time of year.” Nocturne grimaced. “This time of the year does produce a longer list of names than usual. Normally I do not mind because it keeps me busy all day and I cannot get tired. Now I find it annoying.” That killed his dreams of a Christmas Day date in his bedroom. Leo pouted.

And soon enough, my favourite line comes. "Don't worry, Hinako. I will be with you until you can ride your own wave." I mutter along with Minato. We reach the climax, and the scene comes where Hinako is standing in front of the building. The announcer announces the Christmas message Minato wrote for Hinako a year ago when they visited for the first time before he died. "Merry christmas Hinako. Let's spend all of the coming Christmas together always, always, ALWAYS AND FOREVERMORE!" I glance at Reed and, I see a single tear escape his eye. He turns to me.