Deathstroke First Appearance Novels & Stories

In the third year of my disappearance, Xavier Gardner has transformed into a powerful capitalistic mogul whose influence runs deep in the finance industry. At the celebratory party, he goes down on one knee and proposes to his first love, Nancy Lowe. "Back when my company was on the verge of bankruptcy, you were the one who sold all of your properties and assets just to help me tide over the crisis. Today, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world. Will you marry me, Nancy?" Amid everyone's blessings, Nancy puts on the ring while feeling extremely touched. "Mr. Gardner, it was said that your ex-wife, Victoria Zahn, had stolen all of your funds and fled with her sugar daddy whe

Wait, who even was her? What's my name? The Angel of Death was sitting at the lobby of the hospital, his wings uncomfortable with how the chair was designed. At his side was the furball, Kegawa that he likes to call Kedama. They were waiting for the machines to beep, for the flatlines to show on the monitor. He looks up at the clock and he smiled. Any moment now, he thought. "Oi, Keisuke. I thought they succeeded?" the furball asked him. "Why are we here waiting for the Seven Souls?"

The jacket had hot chocolate- colored elbow patches and she chose a cutout fringe petal pink turtleneck do accompany it. Meredith took a quick shower and pulled on a Saint Lauren highrise jean pencil skirt as she heard Brayden start up the blue bathroom shower. She put her hair in a french twist and finished getting dressed and was glad she didn’t have to ignore him and he had kept his distance while Taylor was over. But what Edward had said to her kept replaying in her mind. He was right, Meredith didn’t choose what she could and couldn’t do. It was all according to the Death Contract. Of course, she couldn’t have admitted that top Edward. And she couldn’t really tell Taylor what was going

He placed those items down, then choked, "I've told you everything. Please don't look for me again. I wish to live a quiet and peaceful life." The screen dimmed, instead reflecting my teary eyes. I looked toward Peter. With a bitter smile, I said, "This was the 'accident' you talked about." His lower lip quivered. As if he just had a revelation, he shook his head. He took a few steps back and slumped to the floor. Then, he grabbed the trash can and threw up in it. Selena had received the news quickly and barged in at this moment. While holding onto Peter in a caring manner to support him, she asked, "What's wrong, Peter?"

It was one of my last wishes before I died—to have my wedding photos serve as my memorial picture, leaving behind the most beautiful version of myself. … Xavier stumbled through the door at 4:00 am, reeking of alcohol. He collapsed onto the couch, with a faint lipstick stain on his neck. However, my heart was already dead. I didn't care who he was with or what he had done. He curled up on the couch like a child, and for a fleeting moment, I almost remembered why I had fallen for him in the first place. I thought back to when we first met. I was drawn to his innocent, pure, yet irresistibly seductive eyes, and we fell in love.

He bit his bottom lip, then slowly looked at the place behind me. “I’ve never done it to someone who is already dead” he muttered “m-my others were killed by one of yours. I need them.” “I’ll help you” I smiled to him “Soul Stealers have to stick together, remember?” Tears ran down Cosmo’s face before his face split into a smile. His wide eyes blindly surveyed the death dangling above him as he deeply inhaled the toxic gas, a cloud of it wafting out his nostrils when he exhaled. He held his arms out wide as he walked amongst the bodies around him, dripping his virus onto their dissolved remains.

He stuttered to utter her name. He breathed heavily as he realized that she would never open her eyes again. This time, Chloe truly died but was in the arms of her husband. He was a statue, just standing there until Kronos came. "We need to get out–" He stopped when his eyes landed on the dead woman on the ground. His lips parted as he looked back at his brother. "You… You killed her?" The answer was obvious, he was already staring at the answer. Kronos breathed out before he started dragging Silvester away. His brother could only follow behind him. She was the first person he has killed in his life.

New letters formed, slow and deliberate, as if written by an unseen hand. One word remained. NORA. My breath caught. The card wasn’t warning me. It was identifying me. Cold attention filled the room, sharp and ancient. Something old had noticed me. Something that did not make mistakes. Somewhere far beyond my tiny apartment, a force stirred. It watched. It waited. I didn’t know it yet. I couldn’t sense it. Not then. But he did. For the first time in his endless existence, Death had a problem. And that problem was me.

I turned to see my mother collapsed against Jason. I helped him lift her up and the look of terror on her face is something I will never forget. “We need to go. Now.” Was all she said. Jason and I put her arms over our shoulders and walked her out of the stadium to the car. I turned to look back and honest to the Goddess I wish I never had. There, in front of the crowd stood Alpha Austin beating his chest holding something high for the crowd to see. I swallowed the bike that rose in my throat as recognition hit me. Hanging in his outstretched hand by the hair was my father’s head.

He looked demonic—his hair was wild, his eyes were solid charcoal, and the silver marks on his chest were bleeding light. ​"Step away from her," Julian growled, the sound echoing like a mountain collapsing. ​"You're too late, Valerius!" Silas screamed, waving his hand. ​A dozen shadow-sentinels, the same ghosts from the Sixth Life, rose from the floor. They didn't have weapons; they were made of the same guilt that the Sin-Eaters fed on. ​"I'm not the Doctor anymore, Silas," Julian said, his voice dropping into a register that made the cathedral stones weep. "I'm the one who remembers why the First Life ended."