Din Djarin Death Novels & Stories

I could tell by his body language that whatever he was going to tell us was bad. “A few of my spies were in the river near Jyquardini and Drazian. They noticed something off and went to investigate.” Alpha Atlantico explains. “They bumped into a dragon that had run from the land, and he told them that three nights ago, Jyquardini and Drazian had been killed. Drazian’s beta and gamma had also been killed along with Nightstalker. From what they were told, Firewalker and Velastar are the two responsible for the massacre and takeover. They have Jyquardini’s mate somewhere and are holding her captive until the babies are born.” Alpha Atlantico adds.

It was a macabre sight. I wasn’t a bad person and never wished death on anyone, but this felt like the end of a dark chapter in my short life and I felt relief. A deep exhale left my lungs when realization hit me that he would never come into our lives again. “What’s wrong?” Darren said as he came from behind to give me a hug. We were both covered in dirt and blood, but I didn’t mind, I needed him. “That was Drake’s father, Beta Nico.” I mustered from my lips.

Jordan furrowed his brows. Usually, when someone called him at this time, it was never for anything good. He turned on the bedside lamp. Under the bright light, a trace of hostility lingered between his brows. "Hello?" "Chairman, it's bad news. Darren is dead. Patrick's assistant, along with the police, found him. He resisted, and the police shot and killed him." "What?" Jordan frowned, a little confused. "How did Patrick's people find his address?"

Melvin screamed into his face as he pushed his claws deeper into his heart. I ran towards them but I was too late. I saw blood spurt out from Joharres’s mouth as life started slowly fade from his eyes. “Nobody puts the mighty Joharres Damon in shackles. Nobody.” Those were his last words as he died and plopped to the ground, releasing Melvin’s bloodied fingers from within him. Melvin fell to his knees staring at his bloodied fingers regrettably. He glanced at his Father’s lifeless body and let out a cry of pain.

“She … she’s … gone …” Deimos walks in, stunned. Behind him is Dr. Burden, their faces telling us what we already know. Death took our friend. Our loved one. “Dad …” Damion breathes. Dr. Grimm looks at all of us with sorrow deep enough to drown in. “I’m so sorry,” he says softly. “We tried …” His voice fades. “But … she didn’t make it.” Jackson jerks upright, a choked sound escaping him. Then he bolts out of the room without another word and storms down the hall, his boots pounding out a rhythm that sounds a lot like war.

She added but I didn’t say anything. “she right.” I heard a familiar voice say behind me, Death. “You too?” I ask. “Give me that little guy.” He said and cruch down to take War. “He is dying.” He said that made Peace and I looked at each other frowning then looked at him. “What?” I am confused. “Devren is dying, I found his body---” he said like it’s nothing that made my eyes wide. “F*ck.” I said and stood up and ran away towards my car.

DEL MORINO I got the news that I was waiting for the next day and I was so happy that I couldn't wait to share it with my brothers and Adrian too. “So Adrian will be able to recover fully now.” Finn said his voice filled with hope. Doctor Nate had told me this just last night. A little pup had died and her blood would be used for Adrian, once it gets into his blood stream it could flush every toxins that Drake had infused in him during the fight. I couldn’t wait to see his face when I told him.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

I ask, still not looking. “Not well,” he says, voice strained. “But, yeah. I do. They were good kids.” Tears prick at my eyes. What sort of monsters would do such a thing? Come in here and murder innocent people? “Brynn,” I gasp. Brynn’s dorm is on this floor. Like almost everyone else, she must have been sleeping when the Silver Hunters attacked. Did she manage to get away? Is she even still alive? “I need to find Brynn,” I gasp.

Megs butt in! "What?! Are you telling me that I killed Deku without me knowing?!" "Hey. Guys! The doctor said, Deku died on heart attack. Don't blame her." Lara argued. "But do you really forget about Deku?" Driana asked and draw near me. "I didn't forget him—" I suddenly stopped talking when I saw Driana's mischievous smirked! "Nice." She whispered. Wait...