Death Note Christmas の小説・ストーリー

And she couldn't understand why… I should still be angry at him. I mean, Jonah is right. I shouldn't be sorry for him. But why do I still want to talk to him? Or even just see him? I should be hating him now, but why am I wondering how he is? Damn, what is wrong with me? Then as she unlocked her front door, entered her house and turned the lights on, she immediately felt that something was wrong… "Siel, the Christmas Tree! It's gone, and so are the gifts!" exclaimed Nella

Just like that, I told him everything that was happening, excluding my one-night stand story. As predicted, he was furious. Just like Emily, he has never liked Josh for me. The call ended, but not without me letting him know not to let anyone know what happened. I quickly had my bath and changed into something more comfortable. Today is Christmas, and I will have a fun-filled evening. It dawned on me that I did not see any Christmas trees hanging around anywhere. Nothing feels like the season around here. Everywhere is quiet. I might as well shop for a Christmas tree with my best friend and light up the house.

His eyes shone crimson as he licked his blood strained lips. "This". He held the glass. Leaning back into Stephen’s chest sniffing his neck. It soothed him. Relaxed him. "Good one Callum . It’s a deer. You sure you want this"? Saint reconfirmed. Callum nodded a yes and the next moment they all gasped when Saint took all shots bottom up. "Yumm". They all laughed looking at him enjoying the treat. "Someone taking lessons. Wow. It’s not so you Stephen". Suddenly the door opened to Zol and they all were shocked.

he hugged her body and cried out loud. ……A few weeks later…. Everyone was dressed in black, Kimberly had tears in her eyes as she watched the body in the casket, and Alex just stared at the body unable to think. “I'm sorry this had to happen to us, goodbye old friend, you will always remain in my heart no matter what.“ Alex muttered. Dexter's body lay in the coffin, he looked like he was sleeping which indeed he was, he was in a never-ending sleep. Laura held Alex's hand “rest in peace Dexter,” she mumbled.

He was wearing his grim reaper cloack and a formal attire underneath. Shane's ears burned bright red while staring at Mara's mismatched eyes. He secretly pinched himself. "Knock! Knock!" He said and Mara chuckled. "Who's there?" She said. She knows about this modern joke. Shane's face burned brighter. He didn't mean it as a joke. He flicked Mara's forehead and then leaned closer to her. "It's Death, on your doorstep," He said and then planted a kiss on her forehead. "It's Death, on your doorstep, who?" Mara asked.

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."

“I’ve got right.” There is only one dead. They both pause. Then Maya says, “Fine. You take the moral high ground. I’ll take the knees.” This time he does smile. Small. Brief. Devastatingly unhelpful. They dispatch the dead in three movements. His axe, her crowbar, no wasted sound. The body drops beside a bin with a soft finality. Eli wipes the axe head on the nurse’s trouser leg. Maya does not like how much she likes the lack of flourish.

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.

I felt my stomach rumble softly and the knot got tighter but it didn't hurt me. Weird. "Here. Read this." He called placing a tablet in my hand. "What's this?" I asked collecting it from him. On the screen was a newspaper report of a man dieing in a car accident. The picture was the picture of the car on fire. The headline read "THREE UNKNOWN MEN DIES AND BURNS TO DEATH IN UNFORTUNATE CAR ACCIDENT A DAY TO CHRISTMAS! Today, Tuesday, 24th December, 1996."