Death Scythe Novels & Stories

Also, I was curious to see how Philip and Brenda would react when they found out the person they had skinned and cut up to pieces was me. Brenda picked up on something more to Layla's words. She grabbed her wrists. "Layla, what are you talking about?" There was not a hint of regret on Layla's face. "That useless wench won't come back anymore. She's been buried in that sculpture since the beginning." "You're saying… That person was Hazel?" Brenda subconsciously took a few steps backward. On the other hand, Philip covered his mouth and stood frozen to the spot. He must have recalled that the skeleton was missing the bones of three fingers. He had spent a lot of time creating the missing parts

“You have to cut the connection!” “I can’t— it’s inside me!” He reached her in a blur, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand downward. Their fingers overlapped around the scythe’s handle, the combined power of their essence igniting the weapon in brilliant light. “Then we sever it together!” They drove the scythe downward, plunging it into the ground. Light exploded from the point of impact, tearing through the corrupted energy in violent, sweeping arcs. The entity shrieked, its form fracturing into shards of black glass that screamed as they fell.

I can't release a soul that isn't present but I can at least pay my respects to the dead. I resumed my walk but was stopped as the blade of the scythe cut into my side. I put pressure on the new wound until I felt my feet kicked out from under me. I landed hard on my right shoulder, crying out from the unexpected pain. The scythe landed right next to my left ear as the angry skeleton started to flesh out.

A strange man holding a scythe and engulfed in black flames was standing a couple of meters from them, "Thank you for the meal.~" Before anyone could react, the guy who made the question was pierced in the chest by the scythe. Just before he was cut in half in a swift motion by the same weapon, and his soul was absorbed instantly. "RUN!" yelled David as he and Kevin started running towards the city, the other players recovered from their shock and started to run too, but they were very unlucky this time. The man seemed to vanish in the air and reappeared behind the players one per one, killing them and eating their souls, David looked behind as the final member of the newbies was devoured by

I stared at him, breathless, my pussy still twitching from the aftershocks. Zane pulled his shirt off, revealing his strong chest. He pushed his pants down. His thick, hard cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum at the tip. He stepped closer, his voice low and dangerous. “Now it’s my turn.” Zane stepped closer, his hard cock pointing straight at me. His voice came out low and commanding. “Get on your knees, Skye. Now.” The sight of his cock—so hard, veins bulging, the head already shiny with pre-cum—made my pussy throb again. Fresh wetness flooded between my legs even though I had just cum hard. My body was betraying me once more.

Elara’s POV The scythe of death was already grazing my throat. The raider’s breath, rank with the chemical rot of the suppression gas, hit my face as he let out a jagged, triumphant laugh. I tried to scramble backward, but my broken ribs acted like a serrated saw, grinding into my internal organs with every agonizing twitch. The violet mist had turned my blood to lead, pinning me to the frozen mulch as the serrated blade descended. "Got you, cute puppy," he spat, the steel whistling downward.

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

When Molly saw me, she pulled me for a hug, and in that moment, I cried harder on her shoulders. “Hush, it's okay, Tatiana, it's okay,” she said and hugged me tighter. “I… Molly, she's after me, I know that! SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME!” I shouted, hysterical. “I SAW HER! SHE — SHE WAS HOLDING A KNIFE AND... AND SMIRKING WHILE POINTING THAT KNIFE R-RIGHT HERE," I stopped and pointed at my chest. "AT - AT MY HEART! SHE… SHE WANTED ME DEAD!” I screamed as I stumbled my feet. I look like a mess, I know. But I don't care, all I care is that she get out of my head.

Then, before I could even react, Ethan was there. He grabbed the infected by the shoulder, yanking it back with incredible strength. With a swift, practiced motion, he drew his knife and stabbed it into the creature’s chest, twisting it for good measure. The infected let out a horrible, gurgling screech as it slumped to the ground, dead. I barely had time to breathe before Ethan’s hands were on me, pulling me out of the way. His grip was firm, his movements swift as he guided me toward the exit.

Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 17😍 . . 😎Reece😎 "And if I see you near her, i'll kill you, got that?". I threatened them. The group of football jocks in Haven High. "Alright Carter, we got it". Their stupid captain said. I watched as they left the party, good.