Fanfiction Death Note Novels & Stories

But, those clothes and shoes looked l-like Luna Amber's…" Matthew's cell phone fell to the floor with a thud once again. This time, it was completely smashed. Matthew collapsed to the floor at the same time he dropped his phone. His much beloved Luna Amber had committed suicide in the icy lake. Not only that, she took their baby with her. Her body sank to the bottom of the lake, and no one could find them no matter how they tried. Alpha Matthew, who loved her so deeply, seemed to have a hard time accepting this reality.

It was obvious she was upset and would burst into rage sooner or later. Just like he expected, Chanel straightened up and started mumbling some words but a flick of his finger to a side of the room, sent her crashing there. She blacked out immediately. "From today onwards, you and Ashley are my role models!" Dante exclaimed in excitement but stopped when he looked towards Taylor and also realized the girl wasn't moving. "Oh, she's dead. I guess her death was inevitable after all." However, Caddel walked up to the body and squatted right beside her. He pulled out the knife which was still stuck in her abdomen and slit open his thumb.

I lied about the antidote "She…she…is far away from you, I don't know where exactly…..I….I….I sold her" and with that, she dropped dead on the floor "You shouldn't have done that!" I muttered Pulling her lifeless body up to her room, I laid her there first before scanning the room to look for any writing material. I took a sheet of paper and a pen from the second drawer, tore a piece of paper and began writing a 'suicide note' Then I placed her on the floor, in the pool of her own blood. I went straight to the bathroom, took off the gloves and washed my hands.

"The fuck!what is this?" She bent down ,picked it up and then examined it.There were few words written on it ,she frowned at the content. "Who could drop this?"She questioned, irritated as she observed the note trying to see if she could recognize the handwriting but she couldn't so,he tried to throw it when her eyes met the back of the note " Cherry Blossom. "Was boldly written on it.'That psychopathic creature! the nerve he had.How dare him!"She seethed, planning different ways to kill him. She played the lady and took her things to the car when realization dampened into her " Morgan Teddison Donahue! "She exclaimed, eyes widening like a saucer. "How dare he?fuck ,if that is him ,it never

' The 21st of March was the day I met freshman Hannah. That meant I was killed right after I took the train back. That explained why she never received a reply from me. Hannah nearly broke down. Who killed me? We had agreed to meet. We even promised we would attend the same college. Who was the person who killed me? Hannah's eyes welled with tears. She suddenly noticed a bloodstained note on the floor. The handwriting belonged to me. "Hannah, forget me." The paper had already turned yellow with age.

The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion. Before I could even break down, I saw a scene that shattered my heart. My twins ran happily into Sylvia’s arms. They clung to her and called her mother. “My children…my children…” Hearing my broken sobs, Kael laughed softly. “Your children were killed by me on the day they were born. These two are the children Sylvia and I conceived.” He looked down at me from above, a vicious smile appeared on his face. “Sylvia was successfully turned yesterday.You are no longer useful now. So why don’t you die now?”

He passed the note for me and Daniel tapped my shoulder. We returned to the car, I was really upset, why on earth would she claim her own life? “I don’t think she killed herself,” Daniel added. “That’s what I am trying to get right here, why does it have to be now when I am this close in finding my grandpa's killer?” “Why not check what is in the note?” I took my time to read everything on the note and It says she was the one who killed Grandpa all because she wanted to take him off his mystery and she is very sorry for doing that.

Any death was awful and I knew that Thomas and Sam would hold onto those deaths more than was warranted. What I wasn’t prepared for was the sight of the dead bodies. Five bodies lay in a heap. The top body had a dagger pressed into their chest cavity and attached was a white piece of paper with a note: “ Dearest Quinn, I think it’s only fitting, now that we’ve met, that we have a family reunion. I'll see you in five days.” Five bodies, five days. His message was clear, war was on our doorstep. —— *** Author Note: sorry for the late sporadic updates guys! I promise more is to come. If you like the story, please help me out by rating or commenting or writing a review! ***

She slammed the notebook against Jonathan's chest. "Look at these problems! Someone who solved over a thousand questions—would he go and die?" Jonathan froze. He took the notebook and flipped through the pages filled with frantic calculations. Every page was sweat and effort. A prodigy who longed so fiercely for the future didn't fit the profile of someone intent on suicide. The "farewell" in the game, in the context of "preparing for university," could indeed be read as quitting the scene. Jonathan looked at the mother kneeling on the floor, at Stephanie shouting through tears, and at Jamie standing there with stubborn resolve in his eyes.

CULLEN’s POV The rain poured heavily. The dark clouds loomed above, seething with fury. I sipped my bittersweet coffee as the Death Note on my desk began to glow faintly. I reached out and took it in my hand. An unfamiliar name appeared, along with the details of death. “Clark Stephen Daniel,” I muttered with a sigh. “Your time has come. I’m coming to collect,” I whispered, my voice void of warmth. It was time to reap his soul. The details were clear—he would die tonight, inside a nightclub.