Death Note Novels & Stories

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious

Sabrina sighed and shook her head slowly feeling sorry for the victim who was murdered. Josh didn't comment on the news. He sighed softly and asked. "Do you still want to watch the romantic movie?" He wasn't in the mood to think of any disturbing news. His mind went back to the note sent to Sabrina. Death note. Death. He didn't want Sabrina to end up like the victim. He had to find out who sent that note.

What's the matter? 'Nothing'. She smiled. 'I have to go now. It's time for my shift already'. 'Ok'. She turned to go but stopped and turned back. She took my hand and dropped something in it. 'Take it along with you on your hunt OK?'. 'Ok'. 'Promise?'. 'Promise'. She kissed my forehead and left. I opened my hand to reveal a necklace with cross. ¶•¶•¶•¶

But in the places I couldn't see, a stream of comments flooded the live chat. "OMG! Look who it is! Delicious is here! My white-clad Prince Charming!" "With Delicious here, even a nine-star difficulty level should be a breeze!" "He's so nice. He always helps new players. They're set with him in the team!" I couldn't see the comments. I was just squeezed into the crowd, listening as the young man in white explained the game. From his words, I learned that some people who died unexpectedly were brought into this Death Game. If they managed to clear the level, they could extend their lives in the real world. In other words, this was a second chance at life, granted by God.

But all it took was a slight raise of his hand, and the crowd quieted, their raucous voices stilled by his commanding presence. "I am Vincent Casper, chief medical examiner of Ariant City. I have invited official journalists from the central news channel and our city's primary media outlets to witness the live broadcast of the truth behind this murder case." Murder case?! The crowd buzzed again, shock rippling through the room. These reporters were expecting a scandal about plagiarism, some small tabloid fodder. Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine it would be tied to something as serious as a murder. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Charles and Arianna, subtly edgi

Edward was dead. He had a heart attack after Jenny enraged him, and despite attempts to revive him, he died on the spot. With a heavy heart, I took care of Edward’s funeral arrangements before immediately calling the police. From that day on, Jenny and Marcus Grange, along with those thugs, would pay dearly for what they had done! In the past, I might have let them off the hook out of respect for Edward. However, now that Jenny had killed the only person protecting her and caused her own father’s death, I would make her suffer a thousand times over!

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

One of a kind. "Apparently Luna has the capability to nullify the effect of any poison. That means he can’t be killed by poisoning. His body has an automatic defence system that will block the poison to enter the system. But it seems like the poison was fatal enough that it put Luna unconscious for two days. He is fine now. All poison has been passed out of his system. Take it as his own power. But. I request to keep it a secret. We can’t let anyone know.

Her room was filled up as everyone was trying the console her parents. Then an observant neighbor saw the suicide note lying helplessly on the bed. She reached for it and realized that it was from Rose. After reading few lines, her heart couldn't bear the sorrowful letter so she alerted everyone that Rose left a note. At that point, a note couldn't pacify the crying mother or the bittered father who was escorted outside with fellow elders consoling him dearly.

“When your dad was listing the things he didn’t want… what did he mean by… ‘no fucking cowbell’?” For the first time since the attack, Jo found herself laughing. She’d let that slip by her, but Zane was right. He had said that. “Well, when Elliott died, apparently, Hannah decided his funeral should be a little different than the norm. Apparently, the funeral started with the song, ‘Don’t Fear the Reaper,’ by Blue Oyster Cult.” She remembered how her mom would always laugh when she told that story. Thinking of Hannah, a Guardian and the second in command of all of the Guardians made her wonder where the hell the woman was. She’d thought all along that Hannah was with Jamie--but she hadn’t bee