Death's Obsession Audiobook Novels & Stories

It’s a shadow I can’t escape, no matter how fast I walk, no matter how far I go. And as I walk down the sidewalk, I feel the undeniable weight of something dark pressing against me. The kind of dark that doesn’t just disappear. It lingers. Watches. Waits. And I know, with a certainty I can't shake, that whatever this is—whatever has started—it’s only just begun. Alessandro's POV

DEATH said. Jeremy stared at DEATH he wondered what would be the sacrifice.DEATH knew that as at this time Jeremy was going to put anything on the table to get Lena's soul. “What’s the sacrifice??!!” Jeremy yelled he gazed at Death with his dark eyes. “I want you” DEATH said. “You see you will make a good addition to my collection” DEATH continued,he ran his hands on Jeremy's shoulder moving from side to side,whispering things to Jeremys ears.

Damon heard what I said and just smirked. "You have no choice, sweetheart," he replied in a flirtatious way. It felt creepy to my mind my body seemed to be attached. My heart was beating faster and faster as I gulped hard at what was happening. There was no way I would ever like a guy who has killed someone before. Damon was a mafia don, a killer, and a criminal. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have any kind of association with Damon, but here I am, sitting on his thighs wearing just lingerie. The worst part is that my body was getting comfortable with it. It didn't feel good in any way.

In the past, although everyone would marvel at the wisdom of the Death Inquisitor, they were thinking about how to catch him, and the process of the Death Inquisitor’s live broadcast this time was obviously different. Thinking of this, Ross’s eyes narrowed, and his expression became more and more solemn. What exactly do you want to do?! What exactly do you want, Death Inquisitor?!

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“If you die now… How could I ever repay your love? I don’t like owing others anything…” The loss of blood weakened him. He signed heavily when he heard her calling out his name. “You don’t owe me anything… I just want to love you, with all my heart, so that I will have no regrets for loving you. Even if I die here tonight…” his body shook from the cold, and he tried to hold her just a little tighter, just to keep himself a little warmer using her body’s heat.

No— He smiled in that sick, calculating way. And then the gunshot. And another. I couldn’t breathe. I sat frozen, my hands numb, knees locking as if standing was no longer an option. The news anchor continued. “Dominic Rossi is seen here in what experts confirm is a direct execution order involving two civilians—both later confirmed dead in an unsolved double homicide last year. Authorities believe this footage will lead to a nationwide investigation into—” The room faded. Not figuratively.

Whispers started up, assaulting my ears with hundreds—no, thousands—of disembodied voices. My fingers had just grazed the cover of the book when Sterling’s voice filled my mind via the mind-link. “Something’s wrong, boss. I just sensed a major disturbance on the island.” I froze. Slowly, I pulled my hand away. “What is it?” I asked. “Death.”