Death Scythe Novels & Stories

But worries was still visible in my voice. "He already know--" I heard gunshots in the other line. My eyes widened, I heard noises, screams and gunshots. "Nate, what's happening?" "He already know the you are alive!" Even he did not spout a name, I know who is he talking about. I massage my temple, The car started to move. The twelfth leader of Thanatos, the Phantom is now aware of my existence.

she said, slipping off her shoes. I nodded and turned toward my room, my head still pounding. The pain hadn’t left—it had only deepened. Once inside, I collapsed onto the bed. And that’s when I felt it. The air shifted. A chill wrapped around my spine, crawling like shadows over skin. Then, I saw him. Thanatos. He sat beside me, cloaked in black, his presence like a void sucking the warmth out of the room. “Cullen,” he said, his voice deep, cold, and final. “You will suffer if you keep doing this.”

As a sign that the one who started all the darkness in our area has died. "Is everything over?" I said then I stepped out of Daemon's laboratory. There are still people alive but they just passed out, so I burned them because I know when they wake up they will take revenge. "I have to go back there with Psyche— argh." I only said suddenly, I looked to see why I vomited blood and that's when I saw it. It turned out that Daemon's sword had stabbed me and that Daemon had stabbed me before he was out of breath.

I yanked my hand away in fright. With a huff, he shifted my thighs toward himself. I cried out. This is not how I planned on loosing my virginity. It wasn't in this way. Not now, not ever. Pounding my fist in his chest, I wiggled my body. I don't know what he did to my hands but I noticed I couldn't lift it. I was weak and exhausted. It was then I realized that he had injected me with a syringe. I could only cry and scream but my whole body stiffened.

The silver scaled young man still felt his head was like being pounded, and he hazily noticed the presence of cold girl was now clashing with raging waters of the Treader of Starry River, Edwin. The silver scaled young man warped several times passing the hallways. He arrived right in the middle of a hall of water supply. It was flooding slightly over his ankle and he took turns looking at Edwin and the cold girl who was on a stand - off. The girl was wearing servant uniform and she was unmistakably a Scion. Her clawed hands reeked of Scion energy that felt frigid, and yet, what she wielded was a sword made of Holy Silver. It was a curious sight for the silver scaled young man and he turned

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Grip tilted his head on the side like a gangster. He slowly walked toward the demon while dragging his scythe against the reinforced concrete floor. He was holding the scythe lightly but it encraved a deep line on the concrete. He swung his scythe forward and jumped in the air. He vanished and reappeared in front of the last head on the right. He disappeared again and showed up behind her landing on his feet. I waited. “Nothing happened, fool!” She laughed not until one of her ears dropped on the ground and turned to ashes.

she asked sweetly. "Sadie… why? Why would you do this to me?" His voice trembled with disbelief. "Noah Howell, who are you talking to?" Nemera asked with a chuckle. "Sadie, what's wrong with you?" Noah sobbed, kneeling before her. "Look at me! It's me, Noah!" "Sadie? Who's that?" Nemera sneered. "Oh, do you mean the woman who used to live in this body? Don't you know? You killed Sadie Carrington a long time ago."

“If you eventually leave this house alive…” Lewis’s breath caught in his throat. “…and you tell anyone about what you saw here… my club, my house, anything…” Lewis’s legs felt weak now. Derek’s voice became deadly low. “I will find you.” Lewis nodded rapidly. “And when I do,” Derek continued, “I will chop your body into pieces.” Lewis’s face had turned pale. “And feed you to my hyenas.” The room went completely silent. Lewis was shaking now. Not just nervous shaking, it was full trembling.

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.