Death Note Light Novels & Stories

Aerian screeched. It was so damn dark where she was it was almost impossible to see her. Even with my wolf vision I could just barely make her out. The only part of her that was easily seen were her eyes. They were glowing brightly. There were three dead wolves lying in front of her. The others were standing there snarling at her as she stood over Benny’s unmoving form. I let out a growl as more wolves descended on us. I heard someone yell at me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw a wolf lunging towards me. Before it could land on my back a stream of the brightest light, I had ever seen hit it. The wolf flew several feet way hitting a tree. When I looked at the wolf it was burnt to a crisp.

She bolted over, calling out, "M-Ms. Brown!" Fidgeting with her clothes, my mother whispered, "Do you remember me? I'm Yocelyn's mother. The corneas—you got them from her..." Amelia just brushed my mother's hand aside and shoved her. My death certificate fluttered to the ground with a soft sound. Without a word, Amelia stomped on it, sneering, "Get lost, you lunatic! I don't know you..." My mother's eyes went wide with shock, and she dove for Amelia's leg, yelling, "Don't touch that!"

Standing in the doorway, framed by the morning light, was a tall, dark figure. He wore a casual black button-down shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a hint of his chest, and black trousers. He looked relaxed. He looked dangerous. It was Lorenzo Moretti. And he was alone. The room went dead silent. Kirill dropped his newspaper. Ivan stood up so fast his chair fell over. Seo-joon’s hand instinctively went to Kyrian’s arm. Lorenzo didn't look at the guards who were rushing in late behind him, looking terrified. He didn't look at Kirill.

It’s the usual for Yumeko, focusing more on her phone. Suddenly, Nabi pauses, her gaze locked on the cafeteria’s television, where the big news is being displayed. “Ya, is that not your street? It sounded familiar, I thought I’d ask you about it, I wasn’t sure.” I glance at the television screen with the headline, “Unfortunate sudden encounter with Lucifer heirs, found dead and dumped this morning.” On the screen is a picture of dead Nevan, his eyes were plucked out as if to stop him from seeing something, his neck bone broken, so he’s kept in a terrible posture.

Even the assistants sniped at her. [Remember when Tamara Lee messed up that contract? Dropped a zero in the price? The client nearly died!] [Rosalind, take me with you! I joined Mr. Shepherd’s studio to learn from you. Now? I have to work with that bitch!] [Ugh. That Homewrecker wins? I’m done with love.] The last comment was from my journalist friend who had been at the exhibition after-party. She had stayed and witnessed Henry shattering the painting at my feet.

Sunny Life: “Desert is usually a gentle girl. Getting killed once make a lady a bitch!” Desert: “It’s none of your business. Dark Death, come out and explain. Why did you kill me?” Dark Death: “Do I need a reason to kill you?” Desert: “Can’t you give me a reason? Aren’t you fighting for Lucifer? Last time I saw you standing next to each other. I have a screenshot of it. Dark Death was standing beside Lucifer with invisibility. I just used a kill at that time so, I could see the hidden Phantasm.

She looked to Victoria who knew everything, only she just gave her a huge smile. Zaine knew immediately who the gift was for. He put in all of his hard work to make something she would be proud to hang anywhere in her room. What he didn’t know was that just minutes before she had been proposed to, until he seen the sparkle from her left hand. Something in him roared to life. Something he thought had died within him long ago. The two of them looked at each other and could feel it. The same thing that happened when they were kids. A metaphorical lightening struck the two of them in their heart. Years of not seeing each other. Not knowing how the other was truly doing. Having no contact except

Mena It takes about an hour to get to Tory but by the time I get there we only had to move everything and quick we don’t want to be caught up good thing I had a back up spot or we could be sitting ducks right now I tell Tory it will be ok once we get everything out he knows nothing about us but we still know everything about him so we will get him again and finish what I started but this time I won’t play with him I’ll just kill him To my surprise we haven’t heard anything from the police or found our guy yet it’s like he vanished in thin air but I keep my guard up so I’m good just gotta be on my p’s and q’s I won’t mess up next time but for now I have other things on my plate when I get hom

As we chatted, Thomas came over with a bowl of piping hot special mushroom soup and a few small dishes for me. In the blink of an eye, the butler and the other servants had vanished from sight. He watched me until I had finished everything, then he finally relaxed and leaned back on the sofa. Without any preamble, he asked me, "I've agreed to help you get your revenge on him."

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.