Drawn Death Novels & Stories

“I have this fantasy that if per-adventure… I die, I want it to be the most perfect death. Like it happens in books. My killer is going to be a handsome man, 8 feet tall, he has a strong, chiseled jawline that looks like it’s carved from marble, but it softens the moment he smiles. His hair is thick and perpetually tousled, as if he ran his fingers through it while thinking about me. It’s a deep, rich mahogany color that catches the light and looks gold in the sun. His eyes are his most striking feature, a warm, honey-brown that feels like a physical embrace. They aren’t just beautiful, they are expensive. He’s tall, like I already stated, broad-shouldered, giving him a presence that feels p

Nonetheless, after I entered the house, I fended off the deviant for a while to avoid arousing suspicion. But within hours, he cornered me into a room. And when his axe came swinging, I didn't run and was even smiling as I met it, my blood splattering all over the floor. [Beep! Player's 100th death confirmed. Rewards will be given, and the player will be teleported back to the real world!] "Ben!" Just before I died, I saw Mila charging into my room toward my body. But this time, she wasn't getting a response.

… One day, I suddenly saw the news on the television. "The Jones family was murdered. None of the family members lived." My heart skipped a beat. I then saw a photo of my family on the screen. "It is reported that the murder was committed by Susan Jones, the wife of the old director of Jones Group..." None of them survived. Charles, Derek, Samantha, Jenson, and Susan—all of them died. "Mrs. Jones left a suicide note, claiming that this was done for her daughter Celine..." I could no longer process the words I heard after that.

"She was declared dead by the hospital four days ago. And you're only finding out now?" The room fell deathly silent. Everyone stood frozen as if struck by lightning. David's eyes widened, staring at the photo on the screen. "You must be mistaken. How could she be declared dead so suddenly?" He grabbed the officer's arm as his voice trembled. The officer impatiently shook him off. "The systems are connected. There's no mistake. She passed away in a hospital just a few kilometers from your house. Four days ago. Aren't you her husband? Why are you only looking for her now?"

Bang. A bullet pierced my skull in midair. [Seventh loop over. Player has died.]

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

He was also crying but he still put me first because I felt like I was going to faint from what I witnessed. Just like in my dream. It is true that Don Jose is dead. His body was so decomposed that we buried him without opening the coffin. Just like papa, we will also cremate Don Jose's body. All relatives and acquaintances of Don Jose attended. Almost all the townspeople sympathized with the loss of Don Jose. Even so, security is still tight at the Mansion because Beth has not been caught yet.

One, just except my fate because I was tired as hell and had no will power in me to fight or fight despite my body not being fully awake because I had a daughter to life for and didn’t want everyone to come home to a lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor bleeding to death. Of course I went with the second choice because who the hell will I be if I let some intruder dressed like a damn ninja end my life. I’m the Shadow of death for god sakes so I wasn’t about to accept death so easily. So here I was crouched over the lifeless body of the mystery ninja who turned out to be a woman. Pulling the dagger out from her head, blood came pouring out staining the marble floor.

Liam felt the fear crawling up his spine “Drew please you can't keep doing this to me.” Drew looked at him and smirked “Oh please don't beg me,your favorites are probably thinking of ways to get to you right now, while getting the ransom I asked for, do you know my Plan, well I'm going to kill them both here and use the money to leave the country and you my dearest are going with me and when the guys are through with you.” Drew walked out, he heard the door click behind him and a few men walked in.