Death Note Light Sister Novels & Stories

Her legs were literally fidgeting and her heart sank when that woman gave a horrible reaction. “He is that bastard. What are you doing with him? Oh Lord, don’t tell me you are tying a knot to your sister’s killer.” Linda’s head started to spin. She gave her trust to a backstabber. That insolent man killed her sister and got the guts to pursue her. Her mind clicked when all the small pieces of the puzzle came together. Lucas wanted to kill Daniel as well. Her phone rang and just when she held it, she felt an intense pain on the back of her head, and darkness surrounded her.

“If you die while I am gone, I will kill you myself when I get back.” He stood, checked the gun one last time, and stepped out into the night. The path to the lighthouse was narrow and slick with salt. Leo moved fast, staying low. Every shadow looked like a man with a gun. Every sound made him spin. He reached the base of the lighthouse in eight minutes. The door was open. A single lantern burned inside. Leo stepped through the doorway, gun raised. His sister stood in the center of the room. She looked nothing like the terrified girl from the warehouse video. Her face was clean. Her clothes were dry. She held a gun loosely at her side and smiled like she had been waiting for this moment her

Saving her mean evil sister Leona and took the hit to the heart instead. “SISTER!” The other two shouted running to their now fallen sister. I stared right there while still laying on the ground in unbelief at how I had failed, Mean and Purple-haired Leona was the one supposed to die. Her power was the deadliest to me. But she had survived. Instead, the wrong sister Lydia was the one now bleeding to death from being stabbed on the heart and dying. Part of me felt guilty as I still remembered the memories of our short-framed friendship in that detention class. But then again, Lydia had betrayed me and joined the dark side. The deaths of my school mates were also on her too.

Even after a decade, we still did not know our neighbours first names and only entered their houses when necessary, which never happened. "Good afternoon," I say making sure to stand a few feet away so the leaves won't land on me. He stops shearing and smiles at me and says a good afternoon, there are wrinkles around his eyes and his hands are heavily veined. "My sister Lucinda died. I just thought that you should know." I can't recognize my voice, is it pain that makes my voice strained?

" She spoke for a long time that I forgot I had my own voice too. I was still in the state of shock to realize that I was here to shout my sister for killing an innocent girl from whose funeral I just returned but the disclosure of information she made about the same girl, left me fondling with my coat. "Lucifer is planning your death, brother!" my eyes eventually turned to look at Maria and stopped on her face. "And Tisha was just one of his pawns he sent to keep an eye on you." Her eyes were wet with tears and lips smiling like a stranger towards me. She looked annoyed, and I don't blame her for that.

And now she is gone, just like that! I pushed away my plate and stood up, pushing the chair back. My chest heaved up and down as I clenched my fists. "I'll kill you, Calle!" I roared, my eyes turning dark as I glared at the door. "I swear I'll kill you and slaughter your packs!" "Wait up, Alpha Lennon!" Beta Jaime grabbed my shoulder. "Listen to what he has to say first. We shouldn't jump to conclusions. My sister is dead. I could be wrong, but the only person who can tell what the true story is will be Alpha Calle."

Her pen trembles in her grip. She knows my scent. Knows I don't pay empty visits. The very schemes she’s helped us bury will drown her. Her arms shoot out, reaching for the telephone on her desk. I throw my dagger, the pointy end sticking into the wood. Two inches from her fingers. “I didn’t miss,” I say calmly. Too calm. Like I’m not about to murder someone. “It’s been a long time, Martha.” “Your sister—” “Is dead.” I push from the wall, tug down the curtains, and switch off the lights. Rays of moonlight illuminate the room, cloaking us in an ethereal blue. The bitch is about to meet her maker. “We have a code.”

I smiled, holding his chilled palm to my face. “Which is why it’s going to kill me to show you this.” He stood and crossed to the desk which sat at the back of the library. Absinthe picked up a folder and bought it over to me. He held it out and I took it, opening it. The face which stared back at me, I’d hoped to never see again. “Johan.” My sister’s death slammed back into my mind with lightning speed, and I placed the folder on the table, moving Johan’s photo out of the way.

Lightning Lion - Lance Fiery Tiger - Beatrice Lightning Dragon - Peter Earth Golem - Layla Space Spirit - Oscar "I guess we'll have to fight him." - Layla They began to see blood red particles coming from behind them. Layla looked back and saw her sister with a dark arrow in her chest while lying on the floor. "RHEA!" She ran towards her and kneel beside her. As she held her sister in her arms, she realized that she's already gone. Without a final word from Rhea, and as her body slowly disappears, Layla was filled with sadness and rage.

But where the older Sarah had looked peaceful in death, this Sarah looked tormented. "You're the famous Luna," she said flatly. "The one who proved integration can work." "I'm just Hailey. And yes, I worked on integration programs." "My sister died because of supernaturals. Did you know that?" The directness caught me off guard. "Yes. I know. I was there." "You were there?" Her voice rose. "You were there when she died?" "I was part of the situation that led to her death. I'm so sorry. More sorry than I can express."