Din Djarin Death Novels & Stories

At his last moment, he realized Laina wasn't a member of Life Force, but it was already too late. Laina loosened her grip, and Hendrik's body crumpled to the floor. Sensing that something was amiss, the guards rushed over to Hendrik, only to find that he was no longer breathing! Gasping in shock, one of the guards exclaimed, "You killed him?" Hendrik was Darren's nephew. Once Darren returned from his seclusion, he was bound to come after Life Force. "Isn't it normal for casualties to happen in a one-on-one fight?" Laina retorted coolly.

Rage mingled with fear, and I felt it resonate through me in sharp pulses. "Grace and Kaiden are alive and the rest are dead", announced one of the guards after examining the bodies. "Take them to the dungeon. And the dead live here to rot. Traitors do not deserve proper burial." He said. Dorrin scooped me in his arms, "I do not feel Asfar. Were you drugged?" "Shot with a poisonous dart", I whispered faintly, my voice barely carrying the terror still gripping me. "How did you kill them all without your powers?" Alexander is examining the scene.

Black blood gushed from his lips, spilling onto the floor as his body shook uncontrollably. The room descended into chaos, confused shouts echoing off the walls as everyone watched in horror. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst. Moments later, Dren collapsed completely, his body going still as the last of the black blood pooled around him. He was dead. The hall fell into stunned silence, the weight of what had just happened sinking in. My legs felt like jelly, and I swayed slightly, barely managing to keep myself upright. Kaiden’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. “Guards! Secure the area!”

I should have known he had been involved, even though I haven’t seen or heard from him since Arion’s death. “You might as well kill me because I am not telling you shit!” Darren spit out. Tightening my hold on his neck, I applied enough pressure to make him fight for air. Of all the Dragons in the world, he was the weakest, but he was also the most cunning. Killing him without finding out where Azura was, wouldn’t help.

Hell, everyone was watching me hurl on the ground over a dead human. “She’s sick,” he breathed. Everyone had stopped but Darian was still fighting the Councilmen. When he saw what people were watching and I was drying my mouth with my shirt he ripped their heads off, pulled out one heart, and fought his way through the others until he fell beside me. My nose wrinkled from the smell of blood and I scooted away when Darian touched me covered in intestines and human remains. “It wasn’t low blood sugar, was it?” His voice was a dark warning, and he shook his head.

This was Dorian’s chance to step forward, to claim the role he had stolen with blood. But instead, he froze, crushed by the weight of his own actions or so I thought. I was about to signal Matthias to give him a push when Dorian finally raised his voice. “The Alpha is dead!” he shouted, his words ringing across the grove. Ronan Draven is dead!” The crowd was shaken. Some fell to their knees in sorrow, others just stared in shock, and a few began singing the old songs of mourning. Elder Marcus ordered the pack doctor to check him up.

Trees had been uprooted and the entire grass was fried to dust with her lightning. Before her was Jasper, his eyes bulging out, his hands around his throat. He was dead. She killed him. "Diana," someone called her name. Diana slowly turned around and she saw her mates staring at her. Alden had regained consciousness and he leaned against Asher. They were watching her warily. "I killed him." She whispered. Her mates beckoned on her and she walked into their embrace. She didn't cry, didn't shed a single tear. She felt nothing.

Jesse said, smiling. Oh shit, I still didn’t know what had happened to them last night. How they were hurt. Dustin had briefly told me about his witch war, but didn’t go into much detail. I had no idea what all that meant. I supposed it was a conversation for another day. I opened my mouth to ask about what happened about we left Javier’s when Marissa blew into the room. “So I was just on the phone with Ryan. Peep this! Javier … is dead. Dustin apparently shot at him as you started to fall off the cliff, got him in the chest,” Marissa said, beaming.

"What happened to Darius?" Lander raised a brow at his mate, and that made James roll his eyes. It wasn't like Lander could control Ella. He knew better than that. James supplied, "Killed in battle a few years into the war with the remaining vampires in the Nork." "Can you be sure of that?" she asked. "Until last summer, everyone believed that Marlon was dead too..." Lander gave a firm nod. "Darius is dead, love. I saw his body with my own eyes. None of the warriors can resurrect when their heads are taken. "

"You are entering a private extraction zone under the exclusive jurisdiction of the Gidyon Mining Corporation. Vacate the perimeter immediately, or your presence will be logged as an illegal labor strike and met with lethal kinetic force." Dante didn't wait for the drone to cycle its targeting arrays. With a final, agonizing surge of alpha-marrow, his massive frame lunged forward, his jaws snapping shut around the drone’s secondary chassis before the speaker could even click off. The titanium housing shattered like cheap glass between his teeth, throwing off a violent shower of blue sparks as he slammed the smoking wreck into the gray mud at his feet.