Din Djarin Death Novels & Stories

similar to everyone else. "Stop being so dumb," Darius yells. "He is not able to be—" He yanks his eyes away from mine and stares over his shoulder before abruptly stopping, confirming Chance's correctness. I killed Nathan, and now he's dead. Darius feels a twitch in a muscle beneath his left eye. I gasp as his fingers flex around my throat, but then I realize that I still have a glass shard in my right palm that is deadly sharp enough to sever a shifter's throat.

The heat was burning our skin and I looked down at the dead body of what once used to be the Alpha of The Fuego De Ceniza pack at his feet… "Keep your distance!" I commanded, before darting forward. I may have killed him, but I needed to get his body for the pup. "Al!" Marcel growled. ‘Al, get the fuck back!’ Darien shouted through the link. I ignored them, but before I could even get to the body, the djinn stepped on him, instantly turning him to a burned crisp. My heart plummeted and I jumped back. "Don’t let it touch you! One touch and your fucking burnt toast!" I growled.

Nina said as she floated towards me and cupped my jaw. "What？ Are you a Jinn hunter？" I asked and she disappeared. "Do you think I came to this family with no mission？ I will kill every Jinn in the world and cage them in my adorable bottle" Her voice echoed. I shivered, she wants to kill my Dyrus？ "Now you know my identity, it's time for your death" Nina appeared beside me and blew dust at my face which choked me. I suddenly became dizzy, I opened my mouth to breathe and I slowly fell to the ground. I could only hear laughter.

"Is he okay?" Kylian's face grew serious, and he hesitated before answering. "Eden, Flinn is dead. He was killed along with Diana." Eden's eyes widened in shock. She had never expected things to end like this. A part of her was relieved that Diana was finally gone, but the news of Flinn's death hit her hard. She felt a lump form in her throat as she fought back tears. He didn't deserve his death how was she going to face Naim they only came here to help her.

He turned it excessively, and broke it with a loud SNAP. Then he grabbed the soldier’s gun in midair, fired on another soldier, and killed him. ~ A bedraggled Drenn sat on the floor of the dirty, grimy hab with his head buried in his hands. He was drenched in sweat and covered in blood, some of which had long since dried. By his side was a heavy pistol, but it was empty. It too was covered in blood. As he lamented his position, a notification came on his DI. Although he initially blocked it, it quickly came right back.

That last word lingered faintly, and then no more sound came from him. Jared drove the knife in, inch by inch. Rael and Reid tried to stop him, but Raina and Leif didn’t move. For Jared, death was liberation. Callum’s face went pale as he dropped to his knees with a thud, trying to press against Bastian’s wounds to stop the bleeding—but it was already too late. Jared took a few breaths. His face had long lost all color, but a faint smile appeared on his lips. Before it could fully form, it faded away.

With his arms outstretched, Igbins, the boy who had been losing his temper earlier, cried out, when he saw his colleague's head burst away and his body break apart—dropping lifeless, like a sack of potato upon crash. He abruptly halted, on his track. His face, immediately, changing into a gloomy facade of depression, suddenly became pale. He kept on looking, wide-eyed, and interchangeably, at the young warrior, Jada's, damaged dead body and the octopus-like creature which continued, a dance-like fight, with the other young warriors belonging to the team. "Lea–lea–leader, Our leader is dead. Oh no!" He started murmuring to himself; completely aghast.

He didn't know how the case was covered up but it got closed real quick. "And do you also remember a certain young girl called Sairham whom you, especially you, decided to drown with a stone tied to her feet in the Marjin Dam? I bet you remember her. Even the wickedest of souls remember their victims." He stood up slowly. "That girl, the daughter of Jonas Dedutch whom you all attempted to murder also, so you could claim her family's heritage and wealth...and status..." He grinned. "I know you remember. That girl...she lives—the rightful heir to the Dedutch's wealth. " He watched as confusion settled on Durin's face, with him going through three different stages of emotions; confusion, realiz

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

he explains to the best of his knowledge. Dino frowns, "could it be his men killed him?" He wonders a murmur. "It could be but we can't be certain. With the way he is tight on the bed, I'm pretty sure he was killed when having sex" he explains. The anger inside of Dino dies at the realization there isn't any Wendigo to make their lives difficult any more. The wave of satisfaction and achievement rushes through him, his lips form a smile of victory "Let's go and celebrate, it's done" he announced and left the room.