Death Note Christmas Novels & Stories

Ava chatted about school with Darla Hale, Uncle Cole's daughter, and Jamie fought over the largest piece of roast venison with Declan Hale, Uncle Cole's son. The Christmas feast covered the entire table. Everything from the roast venison to the mulled wine and the gingerbread house was a reminder of the festive occasion, which celebrated the warmth of being with one's family. They raised their glasses, wishing each other a Merry Christmas. The smiles had already returned to every face. It was as if my disappearance had been nothing more than a small footnote of the night. I hovered by the table, watching them with a hollow feeling in my heart. I was already dead—frozen solid out in the sub-z

hold me, and I don't know who they are, my eyes are slowly shutting, and it was a matter of time before my whole world shuts down completely. ........ ...... .... ... .. . A/N MERRY CHRISTMAS! My head hurts. It should be Christmas time in some countries already and it'll soon be Christmas in my own side of earth. I feel exhausted like my main characters only they're unconscious at the moment and I'm yet to know who'll survive. I'm taking a break for a day cause I deserve it. This chapter's longer than my usual ones so it's your Christmas special only it's not all jolly but whatever.

"Go ahead, he's right there." Aria's eyes followed my gesture, and she erupted, her eyes bulging with fury. "Noelle, that's a hearse! It's meant for the dead. How could you put my son in there? "Have you no humanity? After all the kindness my son showed you!" Feigning confusion, I met Aria's gaze. "Mom, what are you talking about? Hearses are for the dead, and isn't your son, well, dead? I don't see the issue."

It didn't matter to us, it was entertaining to watch when either Starliss or Neo took up the arguments. "Simple, Christmas is the period to dress up in the scariest of costumes in honor of Santa's wife, Draculaura, scare the souls out of humans, and then gather together for trick or treat. No treats, then you devour their souls," Odette said with a proud grin. Neo and I snickered as he took from my bag of banana chips. I didn't buy it for myself. It was kind of a habit to buy the chips and have Neo and Odette eat from them with either of their arms over my shoulders.

… 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.

2 Weeks Later Laila sat curled into the corner of her sofa, a soft cream-colored throw blanket draped across her lap as Laya leaned heavily against her side. The Christmas lights she hadn’t quite found the heart to take down yet glowed softly around the living room, casting warm gold and red reflections across the walls. The tree was gone, the ornaments packed away, but the lights remained—small reminders of a season that had changed more than just the calendar. Her phone, propped up against a candle on the coffee table, rang, vibrating slightly against the wood.

Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell," "Of course you do," he says wrapping his arms around my shoulders before waving to Mika and snapping us back to the Ocean. "Aw look at them," Hera gushes I elbow Death while he's off guard and he immediately lets go of me leaning against the wall, "That was unnecessary," "You do not need to hug me," I reply, although I slightly miss the warmth he provided me "Yeah, okay, let's pretend like you didn't like it," He replies with the rise of an eyebrow

Katie nodded with a smile and teary gaze. As the doctor wheeled Josephine into the operating room, Klaus's breath grew heavy. ~ Morticia stepped into the apartment and met Vincent pouring out Christmas decorations on the table. There was a tree before him. "Christmas tree?" Morticia asked, stepping in. "Let me help." Vincent gave her a questioning look. "Why are you here?" "Huh?" "Shouldn't you be at the hospital with Klaus?" he said, giving her a pointed look. "What?"

Her mother busied herself in the kitchen, pointedly not asking for help. Ayana found herself alone in the living room, staring at the Christmas tree and wondering how two weeks had already become an eternity. "You shouldn't do that." She spun. Nelson stood in the doorway, his expression dark, conflicted. He'd rolled up his sleeves, exposing corded forearms that had no business being that distracting. "Do what?" "You know exactly what." He stepped closer but stopped short of entering the room, like an invisible line held him back. "Walking around dressed like... looking at me like..."

I growled and he shifted realizing that I was changing before his eyes. "Nice to meet you, Death," he purred and I instantly transformed into my dark inky mass. I watched the reaper try to break forth but Rai resisted and remained himself. I pushed my excited Death back and continued tying him face down to the bed. I pulled off his pants and underwear and bit his ass cheek, making him jump. I spread his legs and tied each of them as well. Rai watched me curiously as I headed back to the cabinet and came back with a medium size butt plug and a lit candle.