Does Ainz Ooal Gown Die Novels & Stories

There’s no way he won’t bleed out on his own in a bit so I don’t have a whole lot more time. “Tell me where Grouch is and I’ll end it for you both,” I say, moving back toward the Reeve. “We don’t know,” the Reeve mumbles, then begins to cough up blood. I sigh and fall to my knees next to him. It takes some effort but I sprout a claw from my finger and begin to draw an hourglass on his chest. He barely screams now, he’s probably going into shock.

Aynyra paused her healing, "Are you sure?" "The men won't touch me anymore if I'm not pretty." Aynyra's face darkened, but she complied, healing the wound just enough so that it would still scar, but heal mostly on its own. "We have a long day ahead of us, but I can assure you, with me as Queen, such behaviour will never be tolerated by anybody in this kingdom, ever." Aynyra's face was still twisted with a scowl, but she allowed them to continue dressing her in her finest day gown. She needed to make an impression as future Queen, and the blood-red dress would acknowledge both her power and grief for the war and lost lives. A red Queen. A Princess of Death.

Swiftly, the Gamma and the head of guards jumped up, confusing each other the more, as they bumped into each other anxiously, before they found their way out. " That bitch!" Zayn cursed angrily and collapsed on the wooden stool behind him. He was really disappointed and frustrated, feeling as if he was just wasting his precious time. Or was it really just an illusion?! He hung his head and sighed in an exhausted manner. ~~~~~ ~ Blood Venom Pack~ Sentimental music playing....... Anita's dress was discarded slowly, by the servants surrounding her, who wanted to take her bath. Her legs were gently dipped into the lukewarm water, that was in a wooden tub, decorated with tiny petals of ...... flo

She heard another sound that made her turn to see what was going on and to check who was behind her. A dagger ran through Aiden’s chest!!,he fell to his kneels with a smile on his face like he had achieved something. Alora fell from the lader in shock, she rushed to where her mate laid in a pool of blood, Alora wondered why he wasn’t getting up or fighting back like he would. “Take this!!.” He said with his hnad still formed in a fist. Alora hurriedly got on her kneels, she opened his folded fist and saw a necklace.

The guards obeyed instantly. Panic flared everywhere—nobles gasping, murmuring, some trying to look horrified instead of guilty. Varin collapsed his face grey, lips foaming faintly white. Poison clean, efficient. Not a drinker’s death. Aziel knelt beside him checking pulse, eyes flat unreadable. “Get the healer,” someone whispered. “No,” Aziel said quietly “He’s already gone.” The steward blanched, dropping to his knees babbling apologies. “I swear my lord I checked every—”

It all happened in a split second, as the man found himself bleeding on the floor with a deep look of confusion on his face, wondering how such a thing could have happened and how he was currently dying. “...urgh, Moon mother…,” Was all he was able to belt out before all the breath left his body and he finally died a very quick but painful death. “I don’t believe in her,” the hooded man said his words echoing around the small room he stood in with a corpse by his feet. He raised his hands to his head and dropped the hood over his head to reveal his face, one that happened to belong to Hurai’s knight, Allen.

Zinnia soon was left alone in the bathroom, she drowned herself in the bathtub only to release the tears she was holding back. She came here to die, then why everything was going beyond what she wanted. She rubbed the dirt of her face and body before finding a beautiful gown laid in the bathroom. It was bloody red with shade of black in several parts of the gown. It was simple, not too embroided as Sandra's but the clothes she got as a pet were extremely disgusting. They smelled bad and seemed like they were washed in ages.

Dawn had broken and he hoped his two compadres were okay—and that they’d been able to quietly bring back the Golem. I’m not sure what will piss Charley off more—the amount of shit he’s missed in the last twenty-four hours, or the fact that Gallow betrayed us. How did I not see that coming? Georgina always hated him, refused to eat at his restaurant even. Jeannine spent an hour adjusting her prosthetic. “It’s the humidity. Makes the stump swell.” It was the only thing she’d said to Jones all morning. When she was done, she stomped off toward the ruined building, Easy Street following in her wake. The ghoul had cast one look Curtis’s way before following her. At least, Curtis thought it was hi

I found out that Alpha Harold was dead. Aiden stood in the middle of the courtyard, his broad chest heaving for air, his clothes covered in dirt and red blood. Harold's giant, lifeless body lay flat on the ground right at Aiden's feet, Aiden had snapped his neck in a fierce, bloody duel to end the invasion.

I stepped back to punch him once more, but Zane grabbed my arm stopping me, and punching me as well. We stared at each other, both of us were breathing heavily, adrenaline flowing through our veins. The room seemed small, too narrow, too enclosed. Zane stepped forward again, this time tackling me to the ground, we rolled around and fought each other for control. We landed several blows, but neither of us let up, we weren't surrendering to each other. "I know that Gwen is dead," Zane yelled angrily, circling me as I straightened my clothes, his eyes flashing dangerously.