Deku Death Novels & Stories

It looked like we had a chance here. "No one really ever expected low levels like that to kill you. You have a legend around you you know." Dekle chuckled. "But after the strange event in that forest things changed. Not for the better for you. Now they want your life." When he said 'they', I knew who he was really talking about. "So why haven't you killed me yet? I'm tired of listening to your nonsense." I said. Oisin would no doubt have come up with some sort of plan with Kerrigan. If I could create some sort of distraction myself, or at least drop Dekle's guard to rock bottom then it would increase our chances of getting out of this mess.

“Do you know their Alpha?” Derek gave a short snort. “Used to.” Something about the way he said it made me pause. “What happened?” Derek answered casually— “I killed him.” My eyes widened immediately. “In battle,” he added calmly. “Years ago.” I stared at him in disbelief. “So… the Silverback Alpha is dead because of you?” “The old one,” Derek corrected. "I don't know who the new alpha is." I opened my mouth to respond— But Derek suddenly lifted his head slightly.

But the actual storm was yet to come. Aunt Lozbi was informed about her son’s death and she was returning with her husband to the Aura palace. Jade’s body was being prepared for the royal funeral ceremony that would be carried out by his father, duke Knox Drakos. After the Drakos pack merged with the Aurora pack, duke Knox gave up his alpha title and served his pack as a duke. He had been stopping the rebellion in the west, but after hearing of Jade’s demise, he was coming to Arginieth for the first time.

Hunter asked. “On his knees on the floor.” Cedric informed him. “Look I know you guys may have some feelings about what happened with Penn-” “You killed him, Zelda. A man that you loved.” Zeke scoffed. “I didn’t love him and I didn’t kill him. Cedric did.” I stated. “He was intruding on my land and had injured several of my pack members.” Cedric declared. “He had to be executed.” “And you just sat there and watched, Empress Zelda?” Kurt asked.

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

Alexander's POV** The stark, empty corridors of the building echoed with my hurried footsteps. My mind whirred with strategic calculations as I made my way to Derek’s body. Every decision from here needed to be precise and meticulous—any slip-up could mean chaos for our already fragile peace. I reached the room and paused for a moment before entering. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door, the metallic tang of blood immediately hitting my nostrils. Derek's lifeless body lay sprawled on the floor, a pool of crimson spreading around him. Seeing him like this, despite knowing the circumstances, didn’t invoke any sorrow. Derek had been a cruel, ruthless wolf who thought he could take what

Igor: “ I'm going to die! I was bewitched! Then… Pierre: “ Will you find a way to break the spell? “ No, I'm going to say goodbye to the woman I love! “ Said Igor, leaving. Debo: “ Does anyone believe this story that Igor is going to die? I am not! Zeuck: “ We don't know! Graden: “ He seems to be fine! Ádio: “ While some think they are going to die, others want to kill others little by little! Isn't that Derek? Dereck: “ What's your problem? If I didn't cut off your hand, the insects would invade your body more and you could die! Ádio ironically: “ How generous! Dereck: “ If I wished you dead I wouldn't even bother so much! That was a great opportunity for you to die! Ádio: “ So how will Kil

A loud gasp escaped my mother’s lips, “Daniel, he didn’t mean it he’s clearly intoxicated!” Silence fell around us as the conversation had drawn an audience. My father came from a long line of Betas and had already earned his title in the usual way by defeating his father in combat. Not to mention he had stood by Alpha Atticus (Austin’s father) through countless pack wars through the years. The last one that claimed Alpha Atticus’ life left my father with a blown-out shoulder and an ankle that did not heal properly giving him a slight limp. He gave his all for his Alpha and I know he would until my brother came of age for the title.

(DECLAN’S POV) Demons don’t die. I never believed it, but here he It is—A dagger buried in his chest, neck stabbed, his blood soaking my pants—Yet his pulse flickers. Faint, but alive. “He’s not dead!” Dakor barks, pain lacing his voice. “Wanted in fifty-four countries and greatest felon alive. You’d have to do more than that.” Rifles click. Boots scuff against tile. And Dakor shifts, clutching his bleeding thigh.

Even when Syzar had tested him, Derek had been ready to sell her offfor his own. “You think a rahl will really love you? ,” Derek spat, his eyes locking with both of them. “You will rue the day. You betrayed ,me-” He coughed, sputtering more blood onto the snow. Just as his strength left him, his head slumped to the ground, his eyes devoid of life. And just like that, Derek was dead. The sound of the cold wind traveled through the tents. As victory spread, the roars grew louder. Xaden had placed his father’s head on a spike as he pulled off his heavy hood to show his identity .