Novel & Cerita Dorothy Must Die Series In Order

a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess. "Yeah, I agree with Demeter," Death says shooting me a playful glare as my eyes widen and I identify the Gods and Goddesses in the room. "Poseidon, Zeus, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hera, and H-Death," I whisper as I look at all of them identifying each one, "Holy shit," I muttered before everything blacked out. (/) I open my eyes and sit up rubbing my head. I wasn't in my room at home, nor was I in my room at Mika's house.

The Order's strike teams weren't just hunting randomly; they were following a pattern, targeting specific bloodlines in a predetermined sequence. *They know,* she projected to her seven mates through their bonds. *This isn't just a purge. They're trying to prevent something.* Through Leon's tactical awareness, she analysed the Order's deployment patterns. Fire dragons first, then earth, then storm. They were systematically eliminating elemental affinities in a specific order, as if following some ancient protocol. *A ritual,* Xander's void-touched perception whispered through their bond. *They're not just killing us—they're harvesting our deaths for something.*

Mallory lets out a blood-curdling shriek, burying her face in Grayson’s chest as the entire assembly erupts into outrage. Grayson’s hands go completely limp, letting Mallory slip down his body until she falls back onto the cold stone floor. He stares at the glowing screen, his face completely drained of life as his world shatters around him. "And as for the Calloway Family inheritance," Asher growls, his voice vibrating through his chest as his hand slides down my lower back to give my full rear a heavy, possessive squeeze right in front of every elder present, "the Bloodfang Assembly has just executed the final order. Malcolm Calloway's rights are stripped, and Harper Calloway now holds abs

Everyone knew I was crazy for Mandy Willow, and tragically so. Ever since I fell for her at first sight, my loyalty never wavered as I swore to myself that I'd never marry anyone else. But Frank Young the hellraiser was the one she ever loved! For his sake, she lied to me and gaslighted me for years, even working with him to plan my parents' murder, stealing my sister's organs and all my family's fortune. I died as I learned the truth, overwhelmed with resentment and regret! When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my senior year, when I had confessed my love to her. But this time, I would not let the same thing happen again. Instead of helping her to destroy my own family, I would

This instantly cleared Dave mind , “ So she was planning to poison me “ , he whispers to himself . Life became a war for the wedded couple with each planning for another to die first. During dinner Dave cut off the electricity and claimed he didn’t pay for electricity and would pay tomorrow as it was already late . Dave had a plan , a good plan , a smart plan that would definitely not end with him dying first. He placed the final candle on the dinner table and admired his work. Romantic. Elegant. Deadly .

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

He bent down to me. "You can sense that, correct," he asked roughly and ran his fingers down my cheek. I nodded my head and sighed with my eyes closed feeling his touch and the memories it invoked. Rai chuckled and turned to the fates with his brow raised in wait for their answer. Morgan pulled her sister to her side and mumbled something into her ear, making Elise smirk. That told me they had no intention of leaving either of us alone and Rai sensed the same thing. I felt a gust of air and heard two thuds hit the floor. The sound echoed through the empty museum and I gritted my teeth at the two bodies that fell next to the decapitated heads. "Oh shit, you just killed the fates, Destiny is g

Six years after my younger brother and my fiancée passed away, I picked out a grave for myself. Before my final visit to their graves, my mother suddenly said, “Miles, you don’t have to go this year. The truth is that they never died.” I was startled for a moment before the two of them walked right out of my brother’s room. My brother, Sean, put on a teasing smile as he draped an arm around the woman beside him. “I won the bet! I told you my brother would never figure it out. “Who’s going to be on top tonight, huh, Vera?” My so-called late fiancée, who used to cry whenever she saw me suffer even the slightest grievance, looked at me with open disdain. “He’s just too stupid. We’ve been

He is there; the only difference is that he isn’t breathing. “Toby has been eliminated,” the digital voice announces. “He broke the rule of ‘never backing down from a fight.” I quickly crawl towards the antidote and gulp it down, then I’m breathing again. “Fuck you!” That’s the first thing I say. “If he was going to be eliminated after all, why make us suffer?” “Congratulations, Miss Dora, your opponent is dead. You win.” “Win?” I repeat. I gawk at the ranking board, and there it is, my name hit top two.