Death Note One-shot Novels & Stories

My hand passed through her shoulder as I tried to help her up. My fingers went through her body. I couldn’t touch anything. I stood at the basement door, watching all of this. Though I was already dead and shouldn’t feel anything anymore, it still felt like my heart was sinking. Bella pushed her way through the crowd. When she saw my body, she froze. The light in her eyes shattered at once. Her lips moved, saying something inaudible. Then tears fell, one after another, onto the hay. “Clara…” She kneeled and reached out to touch my face, but her hand stopped in midair, shaking badly.

I bent down, picking it up, closing the door behind me. I hurried to open it, wondering if it might be a gift from Rafael. I left the wrapping on the table, opening the box at once. My breath caught when I saw what was inside. There was a shirt torn to shreds, as I took it in my hands I knew it was mine, the one I was wearing the day I killed the boy. There was also a note. I read it, with trembling hands. Carolina Lane, I know what you are. I know you killed Dereck and if you don't come to 112th Avenue at 9:00 p.m. on Friday night, the whole university will know. You have been warned. "P"

The rifle was already raised. The assassin hadn’t even noticed him. “Patience is impressive,” Dmitri said lightly. “But you chose the wrong playground.” Dmitri saluted at the camera, teasing Alessio with a smirk. Then pulled the trigger. The gunshot exploded through the hallway. The assassin collapsed. For a moment… silence returned. I exhaled slowly. “Guess that’s over.” Alessio didn’t move. His eyes were still on the screen. Cold and focused. Then the body on the floor moved.

If Eleanor pursued this lead, it wouldn't take long to uncover that Marigold and I had known each other all along. Even though Marigold and I had been careful during the two years she was with Chester, there were still traces of our private communications. A chill ran through my body. My fingers felt numb, and I couldn't find the words to speak. It felt like I was waiting for her to pass judgment. But then Eleanor pressed "permanently delete" on the photo right before me. I stared at her in shock. "You… You're not going to report this?" Her gaze softened, and it was filled with sadness.

I thought maybe this girl was my opportunity. But I was wrong. The next second, the baby doll turned around, revealing hollow, blood-soaked eyes. "I don't have parents. Do you want to be my mommy?" she mumbled. Her blood and tears poured down her face, soaking her dress. The next second, her head fell off and landed in her own hands. Suddenly, dark storm clouds gathered in the sky, looking ominous. At the same time, the comments flooded the live chat. "Haha! So dumb! Of all people, she had to pick a fight with Aria, the Headless Girl, one of the Four Bosses."

“There will be a day when they all turn on you. Blood is never neutral, Sang-woo. It chooses sides.” He had always thought of himself as a protector. For Soo-ah. For Devin. Even for Yuri. But now? He wasn’t sure who he was protecting. Or who he was becoming. Devin’s Room – Just Before Midnight The letter had no return name. Only a wax seal — Nikolai’s insignia. Devin stared at it in silence, hands shaking slightly. Soo-ah sat across from him, concerned. “Are you okay?” “I watched him die,” Devin said. “But this… this was sent before.”

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Even if he said no Koishi knew it all along that's not gonna happen. 'Is this is the ending I got what I never wished for? will I really forget everything?' “Puff~” Yamaga breath out with his eyes stretching his arms as he finally saved the file. Turning his gaze at the file that is right beside the keyboard then turns his gaze back at the screen. Yamaga clicks over the file he has just saved opening it just to come face to face with the report of Watanabe Takeshi. Making his eyes stop at the cause of death column of his ‘Died due to the fire in his own house due to the gas leakage’

“I have no idea if you know this, but… A detective who uses his deductive powers to corner a suspect, and then does nothing to stop them from committing suicide—” “—is no better than the murderer himself,” Albert completed. “It’s quite funny, now that I realize its meaning.” “Jimmy Kudo probably has a lot more to say if he is a real person and is present here,” I added and finally stepped out of the clubroom. Just as I stepped into the light, my phone rang with a call from an unknown number. “Hibara, speaking.” A voice altered with a changer laughed on the other line. “Hmm… I heard that your team closed another case again, Hibara.”

He was crying but finally looking at her. "What happened Damien?" He didnt say anything but he cried more. Silently. She didn't even think he was breathing. It was as if he was trying to hold his breath to hold in his tears. "Oh you found- what the fuck?" Jonathan gasped in shock. Ashleigh looked at Jonathan, "Please, make all this disappear?" "Sure." Ashleigh watched Damien stare at the floor as Jonathan got rid of the pills and the blade and all of their companions. When Jonathan left to put away the stuff she spoke.