Fairy Tail Death Novels & Stories

Made me irk. "Why are some of them turning dim?" I questioned, my eyes focused on the display. They felt like fairy lights but in different colours and shapes. Gia turned around, "They are dying" I blinked at her, "What? You have the authority to know about it?" From what I knew about Fates I thought they only controlled life. Even the people from Hell did not know about human deaths. Death and his followers collected the souls and bought it for us. That's how discreet the information was.

"Go ahead, he's right there." Aria's eyes followed my gesture, and she erupted, her eyes bulging with fury. "Noelle, that's a hearse! It's meant for the dead. How could you put my son in there? "Have you no humanity? After all the kindness my son showed you!" Feigning confusion, I met Aria's gaze. "Mom, what are you talking about? Hearses are for the dead, and isn't your son, well, dead? I don't see the issue."

Original Death reaches for him and I watch my mate die for the third time, his living essence being pulled into absolute ending. But this time something different happens—his consciousness doesn’t fade, it transforms, becoming part of death itself while remaining distinctly Alistair. He’s dying completely while staying aware, existing within the ending rather than resisting it. “It’s working,” the Totality breathes. Alistair’s body in the living world dies absolutely—no resurrection possible, no negotiation, true ending. But his consciousness in eternal space remains, existing within death itself, part of ending while maintaining identity. “This is acceptable,” Original Death declares. “He’s

"There's more. She was tortured before she died. The killer used silver blades to sever her limbs while she was still alive and stopped her from shifting to escape. We also found traces of dark ritual magic. Her wolf spirit was forcibly ripped apart." Everyone in the room gasped. "Fucking monster," someone snarled. "That poor girl must have suffered so much..." Ethan's fist slammed down on the table. "I'm going to find whoever did this and make them pay." Lucian squeezed his shoulder. "You've been working yourself to the bone. But you might have to miss Maia's birthday this time." Lucian was Ethan's mentor and my father Julian's best friend. After our parents, Julian and Aurora, died, he'd l

A desperate wail tore from my throat. Watching me writhe in pain, Sophia's voice dripped with triumph: "Once you're dead, the Luna's throne will be mine." I thrashed, fighting for breath, but every gasp only drew in more wolfsbane-laced water. My life force drained away at terrifying speed. Consciousness blurred, then faded. Minutes later, my last breath dissolved into the darkness. The water dungeon fell silent once more, leaving only a cold corpse for the water snakes to feast upon.

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

"Fiona is dead." * * *

And Caelora knows that. Still, Kerynna grips her shoulders, voice breaking. “Answer me. Who is Death?” “She—she… s-she is Death. Vaelith… Vaelith is Death,” Caelora stammers, the words shattering from her throat. Mucus drips from her nose, splattering on Kerynna’s skin. Kerynna releases her then, slowly—like her last strength is saved for the grief yet to come. She turns away, walking as if her wolf is draining from her with every step.

"Celie and Terrance Ward are supposed to be dead. I'll help as well, but all of us need to keep this away from Valeur for long as possible. All of this started from his transmigration; therefore, he should be the one defeated and held accountable. It'll just take all of us working together... or he'll kill us off one by one. I've done my history on Valeur...he's not a demon I wanna encounter." Terrance and Phuture both glanced at each other after being approached by Death, but neither of them sought out a reply. The two of them had so much history with Death, so many memories flustered their brain at once when she arrived. The stunned duo remained quiet and, in their heads, Phuture felt nost

“Taking souls?” Spencer was silent for a while, his expression kindling an undesirable feeling, a feeling that he had something bad to say. “A seelie and unseelie fairy from the lineage of the serpentine cannot be made into a wolf, a vampire, a hybrid or any preternatural creature after or during their death. This is unfortunate because an inconsiderable amount of the fairy’s blood would worsen your blood thirst and lead to a quick death. The healing process requires that this fairy’s whole blood… must be drained and transfused into you. Nothing can save her from dying.” ####