Deathnote Novels & Stories

Next Morning, in his shoe locker, Kimura found a thick envelope marked CONFIDENTIAL – DUE DILIGENCE REPORT. Subject: Asset Re-Evaluation of Takuto Kimura Core Strength: Mathematics Proficiency (★★★☆) Risk Factor: Suspected “Past Life Memory Retention” (Value downgraded by 50%) Discovery: Possible unresolved karmic debt with majority shareholder Misaki Kanzaki Attached to the final page— A black-and-white photo of Kimura’s funeral from his past life. In the corner stood a young girl in black, holding a flower. Kimura’s hand trembled. “That’s… Misaki?!”

Dante asked and took the phone from Dell but as soon as he looked at the phone it slowly fell from his hand, “The Alpha King Of Black Wolves Pack is dead”

She turned to Abigail's brother, who was named Arnold. He inhaled deeply before responding, "I've never heard of unawakened ones marking each other, so the chances are slim. It might just be a bite mark that hasn't healed." Drew laughed lightly. "Not quite! You might be surprised, Mom. Why don’t you come and see for yourself?" he suggested, and she nodded in agreement. "Do you still have the mark from the bite?" He pulled his shirt down from his shoulder, revealing the mark. His mother gasped, and I wondered why she reacted that way. She stood up and approached us to get a closer look. "This is..." she trailed off, and I felt a wave of anxiety. "Yes, Mom, it’s exactly what you think," Drew c

At first, Chad told Sonya to leave through the window to tell Caroline of Darren's decision. After that, he turned to Darren. "This is called the Thanatos Emblem. If no one wakes you up in three days, you'll be dead." Darren nodded determinedly. "I've long prepared a cemetery. After the fake death, bury me. And take me out at night." Chad nodded and took out a short needle, poking it into the back of Darren's head. At the same time, Darren took his last breath and became a dead person. After that, Chad looked at Darren deeply and left the room through the window.

Tokyo, Japan – The Crimson Lotus Hidden Headquarters Renjiro Takahashi sat motionless on his cold throne, his lifeless eyes staring at the wall in front of him. In his hand, a small glass of sake, gripped tightly—but he didn’t even bother to take a sip. It had been six years since his son was murdered before his very eyes. Six years since he lost everything that mattered. Kei Takahashi had been his one true heir—the only hope for The Crimson Lotus. And Antonio had taken him away without hesitation, without mercy.

Why is everything an even bigger problem than it initially seems? "Yeah, let's talk to him before dinner and have him take a closer look at the rogue," Wyatt replies as we walk out of the dungeons. I take his hand and teleport us outside Dr. Neelson's office. We knock on the door, but there's no answer. I have a funny feeling that something is wrong, so I try the handle. The door swings open, and we see Dr. Neelson in his chair. I freeze as we step closer. It's clear he's dead because there's a silver arrow sticking out of his chest with a note hanging from the end.

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.

I needed answers. "Gina. That's your name isn't it?" I yelled at her. She took a small step backwards, her body quivering as she burst into tears. "Answer me." She nodded her head. "Where did you get that necklace?" I repeated. "It, well it was my mother's. It is the only thing I have left of her before she died." Holding the necklace tightly to her heart she let out a sob and opened her mouth to speak some more when the alpha interrupted.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.