Death's Obsession Book Novels & Stories

Dark, oily tendrils began to coil beneath the surface - alive, hungry, and whispering in tongues that had not been spoken since the first death. They weren't just in the water; I felt a sharp, sympathetic tug in my own chest. The basin trembled, caught in a violent struggle between the silver light of life and the ink of decay. “Fascinating,” Morthos Gravemind, the Necromancer Overseer, leaned so far forward he nearly fell from his throne. His bone pen scratched frantically. “Her essence dances on the knife’s edge between realms. Death has claimed her once, yet she refuses to stay claimed. It is a stalemate of the soul.”

he smirked. I step back. He had this murderous look on his face while pulling a gun on his cabinet table. "B-Bullet? No. No! Come back to your senses! Think of the consequences! You'll get in prison if you kill the person! Come on, please…" I begged. He look to me while a grin slowly plastering on his face. He then step closer to me and stretched his arms that holding the gun. " I'm not killing someone, baby. You will. My queen deserves all the right to kill the insect. Come on, get it and we'll make sure to kill it." the creepy on his lips makes me tremble. This is Bullet. I know that I love him, so much to be exact and I accept whoever he is and what he is capable of but I'm still adjustin

THE DISCOVERY Time flew so fast,but to Ruth it was stagnant.She was under house arrest for two months,she didn't have a glimpse of what the outside world looks like,the party she found absurd was having to see what's going on in the internet because of her cell phone Rita took against her will. Her physical appearance began to increase rapidly, Rita noticed all of this and unfortunate thoughts began to course through her,she wouldn't even imagine what she was thinking to come to reality,so she died off the matters and moved on.

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Apart from the gifts I had given her in the past, I found nothing that belonged to me. When she was taken away by the coroners, the only thing she had on was a thin nightgown. There was no way she had been carrying anything else on her. The same ominous question came back to me—Was it truly her in the first place? All the recent deaths were too much for me to handle. I propped my hands against Sybille’s desk and felt a metallic scent fill my mouth before throwing up a mouthful of blood. My blood splattered against the cover of a book. It was a copy of “The Book of the Dead” I had lent her.

Life couldn’t have been better. Despite that, I couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of the Duttons were up to. I knew that as long as they didn’t find a body, they wouldn’t declare a death. This led to endless speculation in society about whether the two of us were truly dead. Rumors and gossip spread everywhere, but I remained unmoved. Every day, I soaked up the sun, watched handsome men by the sea, and lived a life of pure indulgence. After half a year, though, I started to get a little bored.

If you can't find her, you won't know what happened to you and your family" he ordered in a low voice and hung up. The office has a chilling aura around and whoever got close can die in it, so no one dared. Meanwhile, Juliet got to the place and was satisfied to see only broken debris. Poor Julia, she is buried under this heap. The smell of blood and dust was very strong in the air. "Move the debris" she ordered. After searching in the debris for close to an hour, Juliet began to doubt Julia's death.

That's why he said, "Why not? That person also died once like you, then their family members did the same as your mother. Easy!" "No, it can't be. Do think it's a common ritual? Therefore, a lot of soul extractors would have roamed everywhere nowadays. After I acquired this power, I made a contact with my dead mother. She said only she knows this method but it was against nature so his mother's soul never got a chance to reincarnate. Her soul will burn again and again in hell. My mother mistakenly found a book below a cave after reading it she burns the book. The book belongs to Lucifer. He makes a perfect plan of getting more souls for the hellfire, and chaos for heaven. If every wizard and

" A gush was flowing from her beautiful eyes. He was surprised. His grip was not hard. Suddenly it flashed in his mind. She was a normal human being. How could she bear his hardness? He quickly let go of her face. She put her hands on her cheeks. "Remove your hand," he commanded her. He moved towards her. She shook her head in denial. "I don't want to repeat myself." He removed her hand and looked at her face where the marks were. Her beautiful face was turning red. Her eyes were red with embers flowing. He suddenly leaned towards her and starts sucking her lips. Her breath became heavier. There was also intensity in his touch which was beyond the reach of such a delicate human being. Her br