Death Takes A Holiday Supernatural Novels & Stories

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

Lucas said as he tried to chime in a little sarcasm “We just need to dump her body where people can see it and identify it, I know it doesn’t sound pleasant but for the sake of her mom” Roman exhaled before crashing on the couch “But what if we do that and she later wakes up? Guys Sophie is more powerful than any of us her, I say that we give her a few hours and maybe she’d jerk right up. What do you think?” Harley suggested “I’m pretty sure a person is confirmed dead when their heart stops beating but I might take your theory on her being a supernatural which means we should definitely wait a little” Lucas agreed

Alex immediately gave a call to Zachary and told him that the two men who had died downtown in Alaska before were worshippers of the Blood Cult. “What?!” Zachary was obviously surprised, and then he said, “Oh god, why didn’t you say so earlier? Those two bodies have already been cremated!” “Wasn’t there one still alive? The one in gray clothes,” Alex said. He was referring to the Gold and Silver Ghost’s helper, who he had kicked. Back then, the helper hadn’t died yet. However, Zachary said, “That guy is also dead.” Alex found it to be strange. “Impossible, I only kicked him. At most, he’d have suffered some internal injuries, but not so serious to the point that he would die.”

Why would there be a cemetery inside a forest? He stepped inside and started looking around. Soon he realized that it had tombstones only of the Astley family. All the ancestors as far as they had known. As he walked forward, he could look at the recent ones. He realized the pattern and ran towards the end. As he had thought, he saw the tombstone of the last leader. Louis Astley. It was written that he had passed away 6 years ago. He started looking around it. He saw the tombstone of Catherine Astley as well, she had passed away with him. Ryan didn’t know how they had died but knew that it had something to do with the Scotts. But he couldn’t ask them anything; he was just an employee for the

He said nothing but something in his eyes told me that he already knew. "It was your dear mother, it's funny you know... because I thought she was dead." My tone changed, losing the fake playfulness it held moments ago, a frown creased my forehead, "Wasn't she?" I pressed my palms on both sides of the handrest and leaned forward, "You see, when I kill someone, they're supposed to stay dead." I rolled my eyes, "But for some reason, all the dead people in my life somehow come back to life and they make their way into mine and screw it up."

" Felix's smile vanished. He had honestly forgotten just how often humans and Malevolent Phantoms crossed lines. If Specter really wanted to pull something off without showing up himself, it was not impossible at all. There were just too many temptations in this world that could drive someone to do the unthinkable. What if someone powerful appeared out of nowhere, nearly killed Zara, cut off her limbs, and left her powerless to resist? That would be game over. Donna explained, "When normal people die, their souls fade along with them. But those with a Hollow Soul are different. Even if their body dies, the Hollow Soul will remain in place for a long time. And that's when we Malevolent Phanto

Alex grumbled and I hummed, "I'll appear before my father when the time is right." "What about Ginevra, how would she know?" He asked. "You don't worry your head about that one. She'll definitely find me." She was, after all, the smartest woman I had ever known. The Ghost will be dead by the break of dawn. The Ghost—Ricardo Sanchez will undergo a rebirth by the break of dawn. But even in my confidence, my heart still shuddered with questions. Would I truly be dead by the break of dawn, or would the universe be kind enough to grant me an opportunity at yet another life?

Once Zane is confident I’m okay, he goes to inform his father and brother, but he throws me off guard when he says he’s going to go talk to Death. “Uh, I didn’t realize you knew Death like that.” I respond, shocked. “I do. I will be back, Pet. You don’t want to go to Death’s realm. If you think my coven's realm is creepy, Death’s realm is a thousand times creeper. I think it’s creepy.” Zane states, kissing me on the head. “Take a steamy hot shower to relax you while I’m gone. I won’t be gone too long.”

"Listen to this! Listen carefully to the audio and tell me what you mean by this!" The vicious recording was played again from the phone. Jayson's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with unconcealed terror. But he still tried to deny it, attempting to turn the situation around with his horrible acting. "No, wait, this isn't me! It's made with AI! Joshua must have gotten someone to do it! He's trying to frame me!" "Joshua is dead!" Mom screamed, lunging at Jayson and grabbing his neck in a chokehold. "He's been dead for three years! You killed him! It was you!"

"You're dead. I buried you myself." His father smiled, an expression that held no warmth. "Death is just another realm, Austin. And tonight, the barriers between life and death are thinner than they've ever been." More figures emerged from the shadows - deceased werewolves, vampires, and other supernatural beings from conflicts spanning decades. "The living have had their chance to handle this crisis," Austin's father continued. "Now it's time for the dead to take control." But Rosemary, still glowing with void-touched power, raised her head weakly. "There's something else. Something bigger than the Void Walkers or the return of the dead."