Novelas y relatos de Deathnote

None said a word, as I reached to unveil the face, my hands began to shiver, I felt like my world was turning upside down, it was like the whole universe shut down. "Don’t!" He said and I tremble, I gulped looking down at the body, I can’t do this, but I have to do this. I have to know whose body is. My mind tells me it’s Khalil but my heart tells me it’s not. I let out a breath and reached to unveil it but one of the men held my hand "Don’t!" He said "I have to, I have to know whose body it is." "I’m sorry miss but I can’t let you."

She has worked so hard her whole life to support me and my career. "Miss Holmes, I want to let you know about your injuries, but before we begin this gentleman behind me has some things to go over with you." Dr. Matthews says. I sit on the chair next to my mother intending to stay in this same spot until someone forces me to leave. I hold my mother's hand and prepare for the worst. I have an idea what this detective is about to say. "Miss Holmes, I'm detective Anderson. I am the one in charge of the investigation regarding your café. He walks closer to the bed my mother is resting on, and I can see the hard lines across his forehead become more visible. This man does not have good news.

I shout and they both snap their heads toward me as I jump to my feet. "Katie!" Zack raises his hand. "Stay back!" I freeze in place as his attention goes back to the Watchman. "You must take another crystal," Zack says to him. And then I see it. The Watchman's cloak is ripped to shreds, completely covered in blood, a mist of steam billowing from several deep gashes on his back. The Watchman nods, glancing over at me, his eyes glowing that bizarre reddish hue as they shift back to Zack.

Dreygur got out of his car and slowly followed the niece. Sumire who received a gift from her uncle Chadwick wanted to pray at the shrine of Death and wish her life to end without killing herself. But her prayer was interrupted when she found a godlike man wearing an expensive all-black suit napping while his book was placed on his belly, wearing round black glasses. Sumire was hypnotized and approached closer to the long table of the shrine where the man was silently sleeping. She climbed up and sat next to his head and stared at him for a long time. Sumire unconsciously leaned and kissed the man on the lips. At the top of the man, she stole something from the shrine, bringing the bizarre p

A few days pass after the Donnie incident at school. I don’t remember what happened, but I’m amazed that I stood up to him and fought back. The doctor told me everything that I had done. I was forced to write an apology letter to the school, Donnie and his parents. That wasn’t fun in the slightest. I sit at my desk in my room and open up my notebook. For some reason I’ve been drawing strange sketches recently of a strange creature. I don’t know what it is I’ve just drawn them. They’re quite disturbing. Especially that in my mind the creature murders children and takes their souls. It’s a bit dark…

C as the head of the tech department “ “ Apart from these facts, when he was drying up, he was pleading with something, begging it to leave him alone but when I looked around I saw no one, so who was he talking to? “ “ I suspected it was ghost or some otherworldly creature, so I quickly ran away due to fear. After I was able to think properly I decided to start researching, however, this time my focus was on the supernatural, after weeks of researching I was able to get a clue “ “What clue? “ Williams smiled “ Think about it, these deaths could be possible caused by anything or anyone, it could be an organization, a cult or even a single entity but there is a factor been have to look at, the

I answered curtly. "Brilliant." He grinned grimly, showcasing his rows of sharp teeth. Dazzlingly white and pointed. The blank piece of paper that sat on top of the briefcase began to bleed with words and formed sentences. "I, Death, agree to grant Reniella De Vega a single wish if she successfully collects the soul of Deshawn Cervantes within the time period," he read out from memory. Then, he fished a ballpoint pen from the inside of his suit jacket and placed it next to the paper.

“When your dad was listing the things he didn’t want… what did he mean by… ‘no fucking cowbell’?” For the first time since the attack, Jo found herself laughing. She’d let that slip by her, but Zane was right. He had said that. “Well, when Elliott died, apparently, Hannah decided his funeral should be a little different than the norm. Apparently, the funeral started with the song, ‘Don’t Fear the Reaper,’ by Blue Oyster Cult.” She remembered how her mom would always laugh when she told that story. Thinking of Hannah, a Guardian and the second in command of all of the Guardians made her wonder where the hell the woman was. She’d thought all along that Hannah was with Jamie--but she hadn’t bee

I am the woman who handed Domenico the fuse and watched him refuse to light it, and I am running now to light it myself. My hands are steady. They are the steadiest part of me. The rest of me is shaking, a fine tremor that runs from my shoulders down to my knees, but my hands on the page are still. I read the code again. I read the initial. I read the date and the authorization line and the signature that ties Don Tobia Armenise to the death of his own nephew, and I close the ledger and hold it against my chest and I breathe.

Danny walked toward the window, his hand reaching for the paper. "Danny, don't," Elias warned, standing up. But the journalist in Danny was already in control. He picked up the note. As his fingers touched the obsidian, a jolt of ice-cold energy shot up his arm, and for a split second, he didn't see the library. He saw a woman standing in the mist, her eyes identical to his own, screaming a warning he couldn't hear. The note simply said: Ask him about the 'Silver Treaty of 1998.' Ask him how your mother really died.