Deathless Death Novels & Stories

, he’s shaking as the dagger fell to the ground. “The known killer of Werewolves?” Other were-rogue asks. I devilishly smirked doing my attack towards the naked man. Throwing my dagger straight to its heart. They alerted themselves as they saw how their companion turns to ashes. “Yes. I am Death. You want to be one of my favorite collections?” I showed myself yet they can’t see my face due to the black skull mask I’m wearing. They should have attacked me but my hands are quicker than them. I pulled two of my 45 caliber guns. And shoot their foreheads and hearts making their early death. My gun has a silver bullet that contains the same mixture of venom and wolf's bane.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

I remove my shirt and pull it over the frame covering the photo. Then I reach down and look at the plaque once more. ‘For Clem.’ staring back at me and with a grunt of effort, I rip it from its glued spot and stick it in my pocket. The dishonor of refusing to name the Alpha and Luna he killed is apparent. His desire for his daughter to know their deaths were her fault is even more noticeable. I turn and find Ivy standing at the next grotesque trophy case, frozen as she reaches out with shaky hands to touch the wedge that nearly broke me. My skin prickles at the sight of my blood dried on it and she growls before kicking the monument down.

the beta in questions daughter in so little. Nudity in packs is not an unusual thing but I preferred what was mine to stay mine. I was definitely not comfortable walking around in my birthday suit like some and I didn’t see that changing ever. Just as I reach the door handle I hear muffled male voices and turn. A group of the Alphas were in the hallway. One of them taller than the rest, catches my eye, their jaw clenching. They return their attention to the group and redirect them in the opposite direction. I step in the bathroom and try to think where I had seen him before. He was taller than the rest, tan with rock solid muscle. Intimidating to look at and that’s saying something consider

", Delilah replied him, refusing to be cowed. "This person could be a threat to the order and although I am not scared, I like to nip buds of trouble early", Nathan argued. " I understand your point but I wouldn't worry too much. I want to go celebrate Damian's death", Delilah said but Hades butted in " Is he dead?" " What?", Delilah questioned but Hades took his time removing his legs from the table and righting himself before replying, " We have no proof that he is dead, we haven't seen his body or that of his personal assistant, only a damaged car. We can't be too trusting of everything"

His storm-gray eyes swept over her body, dark and completely unhinged with desire. "You are destroying me," Malakor rasped against her lips, his breathing coming in ragged, heavy hitches as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. His massive body trembled over hers, his broad hands sliding beneath her hips to lift her to him. "I am the Death King... and I am on my knees for a Null..." "You are not on your knees," Vespera choked out, her hands tangling in his dark, damp hair, pulling his head back so she could look into his gray eyes.

I say taking a sip of my water His surprise showed on his face, "No?" He asks "Death!" I shouted for my mate In the snap of a finger, he was standing beside me, "Mhm?" He looks at me "Can you like get your friend away from me please, this is harassment," I sigh taking another sip of my water "Ares," Death addresses the guy tiredly "How did she do that?" He asks Death "Well she's a Goddess and she already found her mate, so your magic doesn't work on her," Death tells him

He shook his head slowly. “You misunderstand, Your Majesty. Your interpretation is… limited by what you know. This is not about Daven and Daisy’s petty squabbles for territory or power, though they are unwitting pawns in a much grander, far more terrifying game. Saraphina did not speak of rogue packs or political alliances. She spoke of a dark army in the truest, most horrifying sense of the word. The Death Goddess’s army.” My breath caught in my throat. My carefully constructed composure fractured. The name of the Death Goddess, that malevolent entity that had already poisoned Layla’s spirit, sent a chill through me far colder than the Northern wind.

"The Absolute was absorbing me. Absorbing all infinite versions of me. I chose death to escape." "Did you escape?" Death tilts their head. "Or did you just trade one trap for another? Here, in my realm, you exist forever. Conscious but bodiless. Aware but powerless. Dead but not gone. Is that really better than the Absolute?" Horror floods through me. "You're saying I'm trapped here? Forever? Conscious in nothing? Aware in nowhere? That's worse than absorption! That's torture!" "Is it?" Death moves closer. "Or is it peace? No more fighting. No more choosing. No more manipulation. Just existence. Simple. Pure. Eternal. Many would call that paradise."

and the Death was knocking in one's door. “It's good to see you, Death!” Destiny seemed flirting, yet Death could only stared with deadly intention. “I also collected now an entity that knows only to flirt to a handsome men,” Death bragging with warning. Destiny shookt, then giggled, “That's what I like about you, mysteriously no need a women in side. Wasn't you feel lonely? So boring,” she shook her head, thinking what was so good about Death? The Devil could only listened, observed, then deeply said, “Both of you...soon to emerge. Weren't it good to fully catch up for each other likeness?”