Death Note Quotes Novels & Stories

Elena stepped closer to the blank display. “You don't have to answer.” The screen remained black. “You loved him.” Nothing. “You watched him choose.” Nothing. “He died.” Nothing. “You decided never again.” The screen trembled. Elena continued. “I understand.” A message appeared immediately: DO NOT SAY THAT. Elena stared. YOU DON'T. She nodded. “You're right.” The screen stopped flickering. “I don't know your Lucas.” “I didn't hold him.” “I didn't hear what he said.” “I didn't live afterward.”

Lucifer: “I am not a Lucifer!” Dark Death: “Not the same person?” Lucifer: “Yes!” Dark Death: “Do you know him?” Lucifer: “You have a crush on him?” And then there was no response from the other side. I finished an instance, but I didn’t receive any message from Dark Death.

His colleague paused at the other end of the line, then pressed on, stressing each word. "Quentin, the deceased's info matches Sharon's exactly. The name, ID number, address—everything's the same." Quentin looked like all the strength had just drained out of him, and he crumpled to the floor. His phone slipped from his hand, clattering beside him. His custom suit was a mess, all wrinkled and disheveled. He stared ahead, his eyes lost and empty.

I replied with all the honestly I could possibly gather. The moment Aaron left, I went back to my laptop and pulled up the arms deal record again. My eyes skimmed over the transaction details, searching for something—anything—that would confirm my suspicion. Then I saw it. A small note, buried in the encryption. A single Latin phrase. “Nihil moritur.” Nothing dies. Blood rushed to my head. My hands shook. Because there was only one person who ever used that phrase. And his name was Cross.

Nyra and Selene turned to leave, shoulders touching in unity, but a soft rustle made them pause. Ember opened her silver-eyed gaze ;, she smiled sleepily, then closed her lids. Ashen shifted, her obsidian eyes fluttered open, just a slit. Nyra froze, her breath caught. Ashen sat up, small hand reaching toward the window’s last golden glow. She whispered, voice faint but chilling : “Mother…” Selene spun, Nyra’s heart thundered. Ashen’s lips curved in that same terrible smile. Her single heartbeat echoed… “I am Death.”

Nolan was stunned for a short moment, then lowered his eyes and smiled dumbly. “You actually remember.” “You can bet on it that I won’t forget about that, Nolan Goldmann. I won’t forget anything that you said to me before this. You still owe me so much more, so how can I allow you to die?”

“Fuck! Die with Jocelyn.” “I’ll wait for you to die first! If you don’t die, how can I die happily?”

I know mom. Mom I want to say you something from quote. I know you loved literature that’s why I’m dedicating you the quote of George Eliot. “Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.” —Emma. I turn the next page to read but it’s empty. I haven’t wrote anything after that. I again started crying. My whole life seems empty and I want to write a diary again because I’m in pain. The pain inside me is at the highest peak. I grab the pen from my bag and open diary to write. 2022: Dear mom, Today I lost everything in my life. —Emma

" But death is important, it's like life itself, you cannot defy death. " " I can do anything now, I'm just waiting for your acceptance. " .................... To be continued

I looked at him and he jerked his head to the note, "Read it." Frowning, I flattened the note and what I read only deepened my frown. *You weren't supposed to live. You're gonna get what's coming to you. I'll make you suffer like you did to the one I love. You deserve to die.* ~D.S. _______ ZANNICUS: I'm currently in the dungeons staring at the dead bodies of the rogues. My eyes flicked from one cell to another inspecting their bodies as I slowly pass by.