Fanfiction Death Note Novels & Stories

I ask with a raised eyebrow, I was successfully poking holes in everything he was saying. "I couldn't let you take me in because I hadn't finished what I was planning, after this I can allow you to take me in because everything will be put right" he rambled pulling a little notebook out of his pocket, he throws it over to us where Lukas catches it "and Taylor, I knew you'd be able to take that guy down no problem" he smiles while Lukas opens the notebook to the first page, it had the date of the first threat he sent to Lukas and what it would be. As we begin to flip through the notebook, the different events of things happening appeared at their dates, even down to Luisa dying. Either he was

“It shifts the measure of a life.” She looked over at him. “We were never trying to be permanent.” “No,” he agreed. “We were trying to be permeable.” She smiled. “Let it pass through. Let it become.” --- 11:44 PM — Bedroom The notebook rested on her lap. The one they had decided not to include in the official canon. Its cover said: Notes for After. In it were pieces. Questions that they had not solved. Phrases too gentle to be clauses. Such as:

My bet was on the second one. I also found her medical certificates hanging on the wall, as well as some photographs of her with my dear old Dad and Joro. I rolled my eyes and turned away. I then went to the dining and I inspected the table. There was a spilled glass of water on a piece of paper. Something was written on it but the water made it puzzling. I clicked the scanner button of my glasses and the text revealed a very strange note: This is my note thing that leads the investigators to Hibara Cake, my very young killer with issues who hates me. Is this enough a lead? A student that is from the school, AMU. She’s 14, -…

There was no clear context around the number — just written alone, circled in a small ring Billings had apparently drawn himself. Something in Eliana's chest tightened at the sight of it — that number that had become an inseparable part of her nightmares now, appearing here unexpectedly, in a marginal note written by a dead man just days before his murder. "Daniel," she called, her voice slightly shaking. He came back quickly and immediately noticed the look on her face. "What did you find?" She pointed to the marginal note without touching it. Daniel looked at it for a long moment, then pulled a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on quickly before carefully lifting the file to exam

everything planned beyond the possibilities of any errors. She doesn’t believe in easy deaths for her victims either. She tortured them until they begged for her mercy to kill them. but there was one thing I can’t put my finger on. They all died together as if they were linked to each other. But how can it be possible? Me and August split them halves in our packs, siring them individually. How can all of a sudden, they could die and that to all together with the same fate. “Because they were not sired to you or August.” Diana speaks finally as if sorting the whole puzzle. She examined the girl’s dead body on the ground in front of her. she closed her lifeless eyes. Poor kid. She was not supp

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.

“ but I must say all I want to say. That why I came at this hour.” The leader then said. “ you can speak.” Sylvia cleared her throat. “ I got a death note at my cottage. It was written in blood and I do not know where it is from. I do not know what I have done to deserve that also...” “ you committed a grave offence.” One of the council chiefs chipped in.

To the margins she used for things that weren't notes. Thursday crossed out. Things that get comfortable get complicated not crossed out. Maybe that is not always bad, not crossed out. His heart was beating too fast He flipped another page. Smaller writing. Fresher ink. I wish I could call him. He stopped breathing. He read it again. I wish I could call him. Him. She meant him. She had written this. In her private notebook. About him. He was still holding it when the door opened behind him. He turned.

Hungry for revenge to those who did me wrong, to those who sexually abused me, and to those who treated me like a pig. I remember my dream that I killed someone. It is not a dream but I did kill someone and he is Gin; one of those men who abused me. My dream is not a dream but a memory too that I killed someone. Now that I remember why I killed him; I don't feel any regret. I suddenly remembered about the black notebook. I know I just hid it somewhere and I want to see the names that I wrote there and how many were left. I immediately stood up to find the notebook. I put the doll down on my bed, I heard my phone ringing but I ignored it. Finding the black notebook is more important than the

Spark Written by Victor Olusa Episode 23 . . Death Note laid on the roof of a nearby skyscraper with a long range sniper in his hands, his right index finger on the trigger and the other hand supporting the heavy gun. He smirked as he watched through the lens, the way the copy of him got shot on the head by Tom and his body was dragged out. "I knew you will eliminate me" Death Note said and pulled the trigger, and the bullet left the Gun mouth and headed so fast and broke through the glass of the skyscraper and it hit Tom on his side head.