Drawn Death Novels & Stories

] I am wearing someone's death on my heart? "This world itself is death. If only one is dead, one is born. If death doesn't happen, life doesn't." [If the egg stays on the mother's wings, then, did you kill the mother for this?] "yes" "Kill and win. Kill and live. A moment of hesitation will take your soul into the depths of the forest, and before you know it you, already disappeared. This is not a human world" [I know. I know it's not a human world, but it's just a child.]

And the man I love…just stands there, his eyes void of any emotion, but fixed on his dead brother. Agrona and Clara come running from around the corner but halt when they see Drew lying dead on the floor. “ Drew. ” Agrona screams, joining the two brothers on the floor. She wails and shakes his torso to wake him up mindlessly. But Clara stops beside Aleister, silent tears rolling down her cheeks as a look of disbelief clouds her eyes. “ You said he won’t…survive. ” She whispers, trembling all over. “ Clara, Drew is dead. ” Agrona cries out, still shaking him. “ he is dead. ”

They had just turned on the lights on their phones, but in the next second, the incandescent light above their heads lit up. “F*ck. It’s back on again.” “F*ck. I’ve really had enough of this place.” “Look, the Death Inquisitor has been here before.” Their gazes suddenly became sharp. On the table beside them, there was a black card with five large blood-red words on it. — Death Notice! Subject: Adolf (one-eyed man) Crime: murder Execution Date: May 6, 2021 Executioner: Death Judge — Death Notice! Subject: Warner (bearded man)

"Whether you save her or let her die will also decide my ending." He then disappeared. I picked up the drawing, folded it carefully, and put it away.

At that time I realized that the silence of loneliness was sad and suffocating. On the other hand, I can’t help but blame myself for what happened. However, I know more than anyone else that if I don’t fetch his soul someone else will do it. Death is not something that a person or anyone in the world has control over especially if a person’s death is predestined and written. I learned CSA killed Mr Perelman or Central Sleep Apnea a condition wherein a person pauses in breathing due to a lack of respiratory effort during sleep. That’s the thing Hazel explained to us when we last got together after the funeral.

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.

He ignored the creature and kept walking, hoping that in ignoring him, he would leave him alone. “One of the men you made to choke the other day has died at the hospital. Guess which people are accused of killing him with witchcraft,” the man said again and Jason’s heart skipped a bit. “What are you saying?” he asked, turning to the man. “Nothing, bro,” Grant said, walking past Jason, then turning to look at him funny. Jason’s eyes were fixed on somewhere else and not him. He did not know what to make of it, so he continued walking. The latter had not seen him walk past.

I waited until the silence. "Drew wasn't just a Beta," I began, looking out at the faces of my people. "He was the man who kept me grounded when the weight of this Alpha crest felt like it would crack my ribs. He was a son of this soil, a brother to every wolf here. Xander tried to steal his legacy, but he failed. Drew died a warrior, and he’ll rest as one." I poured the bourbon onto the loose earth, the amber liquid soaking into the soil. "To Drew. May the moon lead you home."

" What do we do? It seems that Drew has the backing of all mages at this point. I have no idea what he is promising them but I know one thing is for sure. I've dated Drew before" " Okay? Why did you feel the need to mention that you have dated him?" " Because I still know Drew. He's still the same vile person from before only thing is that he's gotten worse, that's all. I guess all these years of being underestimated got him plotting for the worst crimes." " So what are you saying? You know him still?" " Yes that's what I'm saying" "Okay and? " " And I know that Drew is a perfectionist. When he plots things he loves it going EXACTLY how he planned. If we can breach his plan with something so

“Cadence is perfectly fine. There’s no reason to worry about my sister, Cadence.” “That’s right,” he nodded. “And I wanted to tell you about the accident with Drew as well. I was at the hospital when she came in. I am a doctor, so it’s perfectly acceptable that I would be there. Drew fell while rock climbing, and she cut her neck on a rock. Drew died. It’s very sad that she died, and we will miss her. But these things happen.” I listened intently to every word that he said and nodded along. “Drew died. It’s sad, but these things happen.” A wave of tranquility spread throughout my mind, filling up every space, and spreading through my body.