Death Seeker Novels & Stories

"Police arrested David Foster, an international fugitive from Portland, USA, who had been on the most wanted list for five years. David committed various crimes while in the USA, including killing Nicklaus Hunter, the second richest man in the US, killing several people in several states while working as a hitman, bombing Portland State University, attempting to murder Hollywood actress Jennifer Dunn, who was also his ex-girlfriend, and now, he has been arrested while hosting a drug party."

He puts his front paws on my thighs as I scratch his ears. "His claws," Death says slipping his hands under my arms and pulling me up I look at my thighs and see his claws pierced through my jeans and into my skin where blood was spilling. My thighs heal within seconds and I look at Death who looks surprised "We have things to do tomorrow, so your friend has to go home soon," he tells me I nod and Mika and I go inside his room. Cerberus lays his head on my lap and Mika and I talk about things.

“Come on, Outlaw, you know that these places never fully shut down. They hide for a while until the heat dies down, then they come back and continue on as if nothing ever occurred.” My lips tighten with rage. Priest is right. Men like Kazik are like roaches. They always manage to survive. “Yeah, you’re right. Is there any information you gathered?” I listen as he pauses for a moment and shuffles what I assume are papers before he releases a tired sigh. “I sent you all the information we gleaned. Hunter, Reaper, and Savage are searching on their end too. I think we’re getting close, though. All we need is to find Christoph. I really believe that he’s the key to finding Kazik.” Releasing a dee

Chapter 5 “I am Saint and I'm here to hunt you down, but then because I am sure that you can't get off to that body. Death ministry assigns you to be a living reaper, no buts or anything you suicidal. You want your death, right? So then, accept our offer. For you to die peacefully, Mary Sean Ivanovich. Did I answer your question?” With what he said, I gradually loosened my grip on the bedsheet until I finally let go.

Racing towards my teams trap I didn’t notice when he appeared Infront of me, skidding to a stop I dropped down and narrowly avoided his clutches, I rolled to the side jumped up and got close enough to my team to know that he was surrounded. Our target Prince Dagon was a ruthless killer and thousands of years old, not that he showed it. I braced myself for his attack, but he paused and looked at me, confused. “Why do you run from me? You are my Bride.”

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

"I n-need help. Can you hear me--- Her words abruptly stopped hearing incoherent words. She abruptly stopped talking hearing the incoherent words that she couldn't understand due to language problems. Groaning she cut the call and swiped her tears roughly with the back of her hand. Her face was cherry red with all the crying and running and she got the bare minimum time to accept the reality. Her husband is a criminal. A criminal who killed a joyous man. She shook her head getting the images out of her head and rushed to their luggage searching for her passport. She has to run away from here now. He is dangerous. "Where is it? Where's my passport"? Her hands began to move hastily turning the

Trisha said to Hunter as everyone assembled in the conference room. "Apologies to all of you. I had to take certain measures to ensure Hunter's security while he was on his mission," the Admiral explained, leaving the members of the Astral Guardians exchanging puzzled looks. 1 Month Ago.. Hunter glanced around, conflicted but determined. The rising cases of murdered street children, all victims of gruesome lab experiments for a biochemical weapon called Death X, weighed heavily on him. He couldn't ignore the President's and Alpha King's request for a joint mission with the UN. The stakes were too high.

His hand never moved toward the door controls. They had agreed on tomorrow. He had not expected Cyrus to appear today, and the early arrival caught him unprepared. Several arrangements remained unfinished. More importantly, he did not see the one thing he cared about most—the snowmobile. There was food inside the bunker. There were women as well. Yet deep down, Severin worshiped freedom. He lived by a single rule: better dead than unfree. He longed to leave the bunker and breathe open air again. Severin frowned, irritation etched across his face. "Where is the snowmobile?"

I whispered, understanding dawning. We are memories that were given form and purpose. We were never meant to be whole again, but the darkness stirs, and we must wake to meet it. "What darkness?" Instead of answering, he decided to show me. I saw shadows moving in the deep part of the world, these shadows are supposed to be sleeping just as the divine fragments had slept. I saw them waking up and stretching themselves. The Seekers are their servants. Those who sided with darkness in the first war, and now they hunt us to prevent our return. They know that if enough Vessels awaken and reunite, it could challenge them again and this time it will be fatal.