Death Tear Novels & Stories

She begged I know how hurt she is right now, I know the feeling of being left behind, I know it hurts so bad that you ever wanted to end your own life " Larissa? Take this in mind, everyone deserves happiness including you, you deserve to be happy, cry it all out now, cry all those pains today but make sure that tomorrow you will stand tall and high, yes, he left you but that doesn't mean that you will be left alone right? You still have your friends, families to help you stand again, and there, we have God to pray and ask for strength, remember that you will be hurt today but you will go through this tomorrow, it will take a month a year to move on but it's fine, as long as you know yoursel

“The path of Death is a destructive force. It kills the curse, yes, but it carries a catastrophic price for the one who bore it.” Damien pushed off the wall, his hands clenched into fists, his body trembling with suppressed fury and anguish. “So my death saves her line but destroys her? Makes her a shell?” He looked at Sofia’s still form, the thought of her vibrant spirit being snuffed out, leaving only an empty vessel, was a torture more profound than any physical pain. “That is the path of Death,” Kieran confirmed, his voice somber. “It is seen as a last resort, a terrible price to pay.”

He comes to me, kisses my hand first, then my lips. Tears lace his handsome features. I’ve never seen a man so sad before. It broke my heart seeing the pain on his face. I needed to tell him this was what was supposed to happen the entire time. This is how it is supposed to happen. “I get it now,” I said weakly. My eyes trying to close. I fought to keep them open. “Get what my love?” he said softly, his tears falling down my face mixing with my own. I inhaled a breath, a sharp whine in my lungs “Why I have to die?” I whispered. Facing death now, I am not afraid, but instead, I am at peace with my decision and when I die I know Damon will stop at nothing to protect our daughter. I know my par

"Directive 9.2. Every flag since 1998. Two hundred and eleven names. One hundred and ninety-seven dead. Fourteen active. Including you two." He looked at me. Then Rosie. "And your mom." "Mom's in there," Rosie said. "Yes," Justin said. "Entry 143. Termination date: April 15, 2024. Cause: vehicular. Status: closed." I watched Rosie. She didn't cry. She just nodded. Once. Like she'd been waiting to hear it said out loud. "How do we kill it?" I asked. "Magnet," Antonio said. "Strong one. Or fire. Or—"

But each secret he holds is like a strong tether, keeping me tied to him at all times. “I just wanted to let you know that we didn’t actually catch Tayten,” I tell him slowly, unsure of how to put this. I can’t tell how mad he will be when he finds out the truth. “Is that right?” I glance down at my feet, willing a good reaction from him. “She’s dead. Cal killed her...On accident of course. He shot her leg and she exploded into ash. Her ashes have been collected and brought back here. You knew her, so maybe, I don’t know, you know what to do with them.”

He thrust his hands into the tear itself, and power exploded outward. The Void creatures shrieked and fled back through the tear. The shadow figure holding Luna's position dissolved. And the tear began to close, Kade's power sealing it from this side. But the pull was too strong. As the tear closed, it dragged Kade with it. "No!" Aria screamed. Kade looked back one last time. "Worth it," he mouthed. Then the tear sealed completely, and he was gone. The cemetery fell silent except for heavy breathing and Luna's soft crying.

“Untraceable?” “Meaning no coroner or healer could find it in one’s body if they were killed by Silver Tears,” Father clarified. “In their eyes, it would appear as if they’d died in peace, of natural causes.” A heavy silence hung. “Have you used it to kill someone, Father?” Leila questioned in a small voice, her brows creasing together.

Luke rose to his feet and moved to his bestfriend's death bed with his tears still flowing ceaselessly. He took Daeron's limp hand and pressed a kiss to his cold knuckles. "Farewell, Mo chara (my friend)" he whispered, his voice hoarse. Slowly, Theo's lifeless body began to fade away. The longer I watched, the harder I cried. Daeron Zrēlyen was gone but fate had other plans. Little did I know that my cries had been heard.

Softly, he called, “Darling.” Thea did not respond. James took her hand in his. “It’s over now. It’s all over now.” Thea turned to him slightly, sobbing softly. Her body trembled, a panicked expression on her face. “I-I’ve offended Trent Xavier. I’m a dead woman now. Go, leave me. I don’t want to get you into trouble.” James soothed her. “It’s alright. I saw the news this morning. Trent’s dead, and your family is okay.”

She couldn't stop her tears from coming out while reading her brother's writing. 'Damelza, if you are reading this letter, it means that I am no longer in this world. I purposely put all my salary into this box for you to live outside the Earth Pack. Sorry, I can't walk you down the aisle. I made a big mistake that will not be forgiven, and of course, I would rather not bring you into my troubles. Live properly, and when you meet your mate, say hello to him. May you always be happy.' “Dean, my mate is the one who killed you. Someone who made you leave me forever!” Damelza screamed in frustration while hitting her chest, which felt so tight.