Esdeath Novels & Stories

Layla's fans sang her praises, saying that she was kind, beautiful, and the best sister in the world. It was raining on the day they cremated my remains. Layla carried the urn containing my ashes and pretended to shed a few tears. I moved toward her. Then, I tried to punch and kick Layla to try and get her hands off me. It was so revolting. Everything about this world sickened me. I dropped to the ground after having exhausted myself. Then, I watched as they put me inside a small box. The words, "Our dearest daughter, Hazel Larson", could be seen on the rectangular tombstone. How ironic.

My vision blurred as I slowly faded away. In my final moments, I caught one last glimpse of the flowers he had placed before my grave. White hyacinths—symbols of unspoken love...

She goes where she has always gone. "I found a ledger," I say, and my voice comes out in the low careful dialect I have learned from listening to her, the register of a woman asking another woman to carry what she cannot carry herself. "In the chapel vault. It has an authorization code for a death that happened two years ago, a death that was ordered from inside this family, and the code matches the payroll sheets I transcribed in my first week. The same block letters. The same purple ink. A single initial." Nonna Carmela taps her forefinger twice on the stone lip of the well.

Elena stopped breathing. Lucas looked up. “Mom?” Adrian’s voice broke through the network. “Elena, close the channel.” She did not. WHICH DEATH? The answer: MANY. Root said: “Possible future deaths.” Elena typed: DOES LUCAS DIE IN ALL THOSE FUTURES? NO. Relief. Tiny. Then: IN THE FUTURES WHERE HE DIES AND YOU SURVIVE, YOU EVENTUALLY DISCOVER FULL SELF-SELECTION.

Death was a tall 6'5", slim man with mostly pale skin. His arms, like his legs, were pitch black. His hair was long, about shoulder length, and almost as dark as his limbs. Death was wearing a dark purple robe that went down to the top of his shins with a hood on the back. The sleeves were long enough to cover his lanky arms. His office was a simple room, about eight-hundred square feet, with grey walls. There was a desk and a plaque behind the desk that reads "Memento Mori" Death didn't care for the plaque and often saw it as kind of a joke. He was given it as a gift though, so he kept it hung up at all times, hoping his new recruits wouldn't notice.

He still had yet to even glance in her direction and she wasn’t sure where they were going but she was curious about the answer to her question. “Well Edward is the god of charm. Brayden is the god of elevators. What kind of god are you?” Meredith tilted her head then made a strange face. “Interesting…don’t vomit in my car, please.” He said after she made a face even though he didn’t look in her direction. Apparently he was watching her from his peripheral vision. Still, everything he said seemed to be flat and serious with a hint of disinterest. “I won’t. I promise. It’s a nice car.”

Flying down the road because it's never good when Damian calls because it always means trouble. Pulling up to the mansion you can feel the thickness in the air, and you can hear a pin drop because it’s so quiet while everyone stares. Damian calls out to us, so we run to him to find out what is going on. Damian tells up that Travis and Lola are here to deliver some heartbreaking news. Keegan and Esme are dead. I feel anger build up in my body and remember they have a daughter.

Ethos said with an emotionless stare also the trapped hybrid. “I.. I feel so weak." cynosure said. “Small amount?!”Ember said. “She’s dying in there.” “The only true death you need to worry about is that of humanity.” Ethos said. He summoned a slanted pillar with a hand print in grave in it. “Heres to the future of our race” Ethos said as he lifted his hand in the air before placing it on the pillar. The pillar bled green energy through its circuitry.

Isekai (Thanatos) started muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear. "aurora bolaris i am the death god and maybe not the best to complete a perfect ritual, i shot out from darkness and unto aurora i shall let know that I am Thanatos, i lord over tharterean pit and has fate with this body," Isekai (Thanatos) said as the blood that was dripping out immediately seem to be freezed by some sort of power before slowly forming a human body .

From Drugs to Brothels. Killing people was nothing but a game for him. He showed no mercy, nothing to the people who dared to raise their heads in front of him. His games were always dangerous and stained with Blood. Velenoso was the second name of Death. The Poisonous death. Sabrina couldn't believe her sister was married to such a man. Bella shook her head, tears strolled down her cheeks. "No, I heard him talking to someone over the phone…" she whispered and told Sabrina everything she heard.