Death Note One-shot Novels & Stories

And the night, the night keeps us in the shadows especially those ones who haven't good relationships with whiches. Why doesn't she go home? My eyes landed from sunset to her and my eyes widened she was looking straight at me for the first time. How I missed the fact that she was looking at me and not I to her. Shit, this isn't good. I crossed my hand and took them comfortably on my chest, pretending that she doesn't affect me, I looked at her coldly. Mostly for humans were enough the cold and angry gaze and they avoided us but not her. She was still looking until I couldn't help and raise my eyebrow she just blushed and lowered her gaze. It was interesting her reaction was interesting. I co

I expected a congratulatory note or perhaps another smug text from anyone. I tapped the screen. A single notification sat there, bold against the glowing background. No name. No number. Just four words that made the floor feel like it was tilting beneath my heels. You’re dead!!!! My fingers began to tremble. I stared at the message, waiting for the letters to change, for it to be a joke or a mistake. They stayed. The exclamation points looked like blades.

Then suddenly— A gunshot rang through the room. Everyone froze. Freddie's body jerked. Blood appeared on his chest. His eyes widened. And he collapsed. "Maddie, stay back!" Camden shouted. Kenzo immediately ran toward the window. But before anyone could move... The shooter was already gone. And beside Freddie's fallen body... Was a small piece of paper. Kenzo picked it up. His face changed. "What is it?" Camden asked. Kenzo slowly turned. "It's a message." He handed it over.

The bodies of his own men lay scattered across the floor, and heavy steel doors had been blown open from the inside. On the final camera feed, the Chairman stumbled into view. Blood covered his chest. He looked directly into the security lens, using his last ounce of strength to whisper three words: > *"She found me..."*> **BANG!** A single gunshot echoed through the speakers, and the screen instantly cut to static. Signal lost. Lorenzo stared at the blank monitor. If the Chairman was dead, then the one person who knew the complete truth had just been permanently silenced. At that exact moment, a small envelope slid quietly beneath the monastery's heavy front door. Matteo cautiously picked i

I clenched my hands tightly. Panic gripped me as I recalled the helplessness I had felt in my dying moments during my previous life. When I felt the strength returning to my palms, I was finally certain—I had been reborn. I glanced at the clock, knowing I would be informed that my house was on fire soon. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was our neighbor, Paula Klein. She yelled, "Caroline, get back here! Luna and Liam are home napping. Emery just left, and he isn't picking up his phone! Hurry!"

a shooter started, his voice shaking. "Shut your mouth before I put a bullet in it!" Shinjiro spat, stepping directly into his space, his eyes bloodshot. "He took Tokyo’s wire transfers and handed us a suicide note. You think I’m going to let a white-collar rat play games with my life? You think he gets to sleep in his warm bed tonight while my vanguard is rotting in the mud?" The shooters kept their mouths dead shut, backing toward the corners.

"What do you mean, ‘whoever or whatever’?" Damon gestured to the brown envelope. "See for yourself. This wasn’t just an assassination—it was a massacre." Anna's father hesitated before opening the envelope. His eyes widened in horror as he pulled out the photographs. Images of dismembered bodies filled the pages, with Mario Manzoni lying dead among them. "This..." he stammered, "this is carnage." Anna and her sister leaned in to catch a glimpse of the pictures, their expressions shifting from curiosity to horror.

Zane sat across the room, unspoken-for but not dismissed. “The cameras were cut for exactly three minutes,” Andrei said. “How many people can do that?” Zane asked. Andrei didn’t answer. Instead, he turned slowly. “The guard’s throat was slit. Clean. No hesitation.” “So not just a message,” Zane said. “An execution?” Andrei looked at him for a long time. But he said nothing. Zane looked away. What was happening? He thought. Because he wasn’t sure anymore. That night, a note appeared beneath Zane’s pillow.

he groans before snapping his fingers and we were back in Mika's house "Hehe," I grin before walking out of the bathroom with Death following and then stepping into Mika's room. I put my hands on Death's chest trying to push him out, but he smirked down at me standing up without even faltering a little. Before I was able to say anything, Death and I both ducked as a knife went flying over us. "Mika!" I shout turning around to her quickly, hoping that there are no more weapons in her assault. "Oh, I'm sorry," She says smacking my hand before knocking our fists, "Who's this?" She asks before looking at his face and jumping back

Her fingers froze over the keyboard. Then— Her phone vibrated. A new anonymous message appeared on screen. This time with a single sentence. Stop looking into the dead. Estella’s blood ran cold. But before she could react— Another message arrived. This one attached with a photograph. A blurry photo. Taken tonight. From outside her apartment building. And inside the picture— Was Aizen. Standing on his balcony. Watching her window.