Dexter Resurrection Episode 5 Novels & Stories

"Well, it's just that since Mrs. Jarvis introduced me to Ms. Lewis last time, I haven't had the chance to say thanks." The elevator doors opened then, and Dexter left after saying this. … After two hours of emergency treatment, Diana clung to a thread of life. Grace walked out, exhausted, and saw the angry figure of Dexter. Coincidentally, Dexter saw her as well. He turned and called out to her, "Ms. Lewis." Dexter, known for being stern and upright, suddenly smiled, which surprised Grace. "Mr. Hamilton."

He shook his head. “Because dead men create questions,” Dexter said. “Living ones create leverage.” Charlie’s breath stuttered. Dexter reached into his pocket and removed a thin tablet. He tapped the screen once. The wall opposite Charlie lit up. A hospital room appeared. White sheets. Monitors. A familiar curve of a woman’s shoulder beneath a thin blanket. Charlie made a sound he didn’t recognize as his own. His mother lay unconscious, oxygen tubing beneath her nose, skin sallow against the pillow. A doctor moved in the background, face grave even through the grainy feed. Panic bells started going off in Charlie’s head immediately he saw his mom.

“You shouldn't be walking Laura, your stitches are still fresh.“ Alex said sounding worried. “I am fine.“ She smiled, Kimberly held her hand and looked at her. “Thank you for keeping your promise mummy, thank you for not leaving me.“ she hugged her hands. “I promised didn't I?“ she smiled at her. Dexter's coffin was sent under the ground, he was sent to rest. “Let's take you back to the hospital my dear.“ The bullets Dexter sent into her skin didn't touch any vital organs, she survived death. “I've been there for weeks, I want to go back home, I miss our bed.“ She complained with a pout. “Not just yet honey, we have to make sure you are completely fine.“ he kissed her forehead. They entered

“It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it. For fuck’s sake he does but what of his mate. Apart from the pain of losing a mate, she will also feel his pains while Dexter kills him. Don’t you think that will be too much for her to handle.” Maxwell nodded. “We’ll just sedate her. She won’t feel any pain that way. And besides I’m sure Reid will block her from feeling his pains and if he doesn’t, we sedate her. He really needs to die by Dexter’s hands.” Dexter is a wolf but also half vampire who have lived for thousands of years in a cave just outside the intelligence pack. He is known to kill his prey without mercy and everyone trembled at the mention of his name. Even alphas.

Dexter folded his arms and stood confidently, saying, "Of course, I am the 108th descendant of Adil Olsen. Back in the day, Hippocrates was able to perform surgery to heal wounds but I can heal penis with knife wounds." Upon hearing Dexter's confident words and looking at the two men who were already able to stand, Xavier was completely convinced by his words. When he glanced at the spot where the cut was made, he couldn't help but start crying. "Mr. Olsen, why didn't you come earlier?! I... I..." Xavier sobbed uncontrollably, barely able to speak. Dexter looked at Xavier with a puzzled expression. He didn't even know this person, so why was he waiting for him and ended up crying?

"You're so noisy!" After Chase spoke, a burst of true energy shot out from his fingertips. Paxton's mouth hung open, but before he could say anything, he had already ceased to breathe. "Now, there are only three of you left!" As soon as he said this, Calvin thrust a hand blade through Dexter's chest. Before dying, Dexter's face was full of disbelief. "Y-You..." As Dexter breathed his last, Calvin pulled out his blood-stained hand and approached Eric.

I thanked him profusely as I quickly dug in. "I think us finding you wasn't an accident, Zax. Also eat much so your body can regenerate your missing leg. I'll have Patrick make you a cane. You'll need one, trust me, I know," Davin told me with a pat on my back and stars in his eyes. I smiled at him with a mouthful and nodded. Life was going to be alright for the moment but my heartbreak and my missing of Ashr would last much longer.

The same transfer of energy used to create, can be the same energy used to destroy. I didn't have my guard up when I went to the family home. I didn't expect Dexter to just snap and attack me brutally . The last thing I remember was being cold and struggling to breath. A pair of strong hands had pulled me out of the river and I was warm. I knew something bad had happened when my head made contact with Dexter's boot. I needed to get back home; but my brain couldn't connect any dots. It felt like I was losing grip of who I was and my Identity. I took a deep breath and willed my eyes to open, but they weren't budging . I opened my eyes up to soft florescent lights and a soothing baritone voice

Slowly I lost consciousness. " I'm so sorry I couldn't be strong for you. But try and let me out" I heard a voice say loudly. I opened my eyes and Dexter was just in front of me getting his knife embedded with silver. " You're awake?" He brought the knife closer to my face and used it to trace down my body. From my head, he was heading to my breast when I let out a loud howl. He laughed, daring me to do anything if I could. He chained my hands as he used the knife to pierce into my skin.

Just then, I recalled my father's conversation with the elders. "I promise, Dad, I will avenge your death," Dexter muttered. I could feel his pain from here. Was that why he was doing all this now? "So what happened next?" I asked when the scene didn't change. "Oh, I love the next scene," the voice chuckled as if it was watching its favorite TV series. "Wait until you know who your actual mother is..." "My what?”