Deku's Death Novels & Stories

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

He knew exactly what a dead body looked like. ​"Holy Goddess," Marcus breathed, taking a step back as if he were looking at a ghost. ​Alaric just smiled, a slow, grim smirk spreading across his scarred face. He slammed his fist over his heart in a sharp, perfect salute. "Looks like you finished the dance, Warlord." ​"The King is dead," I said, my voice completely exhausted. I didn't let go of Kaelen. I kept one arm firmly wrapped around his torso, helping him sit upright. "The necrotic ether vein is destroyed. It's over, Alaric."

And all because I wouldn’t date the son of a bitch my father was now dead, my family and consequently Jason’s title of Beta was revoked, and I would be forced into a torturous arrangement. A knock sounded at the door interrupting my thoughts. Before either of us got up to answer Hudson strode in. “That prick cheating like that! He didn’t even wait to let the body be removed before announcing his next Beta.” “Did you see anything else?” I asked out of curiosity. “Yeah when I was leaving Alpha Archer was saying something to Austin. Didn’t seem to pleased about something. Pretty sure he’s on his way here now.” “What?!”

I pull on his head and he squeals in fear. “Yes!! YES! I do.” he cries. “Where?” Caleb says, his hold tightening. “In my complex. The top floor, attached to my room.” “Thank you,” I say, placing my claws on his neck. “For that, you get a quicker death.” “This is for my family!” Caleb and I roar in unison as I swipe my claws across his throat and Caleb squeezes him tight until he goes limp in his arms. His hot blood stains my hands and his eyes go wide before the life drains from him. An eerily similar look to my father in his last moments. Caleb drops him and Clem wraps her arms around Caleb, holding him tight as the tears come for both of us. He reaches out for me, But I remain where I am.

Despite all the pain and suffering he had caused, Lucius couldn't bring himself to deliver the final blow. "No," Lucius said firmly. "I will not become like him. We are not murderers. Let him live, but let him know that his reign of terror ends here." Deucalion's eyes widened with a twisted grin as he saw the hesitation in Lucius's eyes. Taking advantage of the momentary pause, he lunged forward with a hidden dagger, aiming to strike at Lucius's heart. Before Lucius could react, Deucalion's dagger found its mark, piercing through the wolf's chest. Lucius gasped in pain, feeling the venom from the blade coursing through his veins. He staggered back, his vision blurring, and his strength fadin

(Radio News) Gasp sounded inside the bar and perhaps all over Aeternum household as well, as they finally learned that the fame Coldest Tyrant of the north, has finally died. And he not just died alone, he died with his colleague and underling as well, 50 people along with him, that is basically the news were saying that they killed and entire castle along with that Duke. “50 people along with that duke?….that was cold, man…”.(Jared)

I whisper. Kieran doesn’t move. “I will not.” “You have to.” My voice trembles now. “I’m not going to be the reason the system you built turns you into something that can’t feel.” “Nora.” “If you keep choosing me,” I say quietly, “eventually the Weave will stop you.” Kieran steps closer. “I am Death,” he says softly. “No one dies unless I allow it.” His gaze never leaves mine. “And I will not allow your life to end.”

“You’re trembling like pups waiting for scraps.” One elder—a fat man with sweat glistening on his brow—cleared his throat. “M-my Alpha… what brings you such joy?” Carlo’s lips curled. “Alpha Kadel of Crestmoon… is dead.” For a second, silence. Then—Gasps. Wide eyes. Shock rippled through the room. “Dead?” one elder whispered. “Impossible—he was strong—” But then Carlo chuckled again, slow and dark. And just like that, the shock broke.

She claimed she had more to confess and insisted on seeing Henry. When she met with Henry, she immediately retrieved the hairpin that she hid and stabbed it right into Henry's heart. Henry died on the spot from excessive blood loss. Nora was soon executed as well. I heard that before she died, she kept apologizing to me. However, I no longer had any feelings for her. With the approval documents in hand, I took the train back to North Westonia. I was going to spend the rest of my life there, devoting it entirely to national defense.

I asked "Three hours. You blacked out right after you killed the rogue. You lost a lot of blood and we feared that due to your excess of blood loss that it would harm the fetus but for some miracle it didn't happen and the pup is as healthy as it can be and growing" Decker said "What happened? Did the witches die? Did we win?" "We won, love. The pack got some unexpected help from a familiar person" Derek said and I frowned, Decker checked me over one more time before allowing me to leave the infirmary but telling me to be extra careful and to come see him if anything goes wrong.