Fanfiction Death Note Novels & Stories

“Anyway. The point is that she killed herself. In her original statement to the police, she admitted to being the accomplice of Michael Halest. Your father. But before she died, she left a suicide note. Stating she was terribly guilty for accusing Michael Halest of something he didn’t do. In her suicide note, she made him sound like a saint.” “You must be kidding me!” Ajax couldn’t hold himself back from snarling. “She’s obviously lying.” “Trust me. I can bet my whole life on the fact that the stupid death note is fake. But you see, Ajax, when a dying person makes a statement, it’s a little harder to prove otherwise. And until we prove the note is unreliable, we have to take the possibility

… One day, I suddenly saw the news on the television. "The Jones family was murdered. None of the family members lived." My heart skipped a beat. I then saw a photo of my family on the screen. "It is reported that the murder was committed by Susan Jones, the wife of the old director of Jones Group..." None of them survived. Charles, Derek, Samantha, Jenson, and Susan—all of them died. "Mrs. Jones left a suicide note, claiming that this was done for her daughter Celine..." I could no longer process the words I heard after that.

Melody looked at Zach dotingly like a woman in love. Zach sure had his way with words. He could easily console Melody with just a few words. I did not listen to the rest of their conversation. My mind was only engrossed in one thing. No wonder Brandon did not like me—he was Melody's husband. I had to give it to Melody. She had an affair right under Brandon's nose, even when they worked together. I wondered what had happened to Brandon after my death in my past life. Then, an idea came to me. I was delighted.

it ok bye eee got a class " "We need to go to the station" Derek said,"guess we have to" I replied. At the station "her family took her body" the policeman replied,"ohhh I see,but did she left anything behide?" Derek asked "Yes,a suicide note," "where is it?her family took it but there's a picture of it" He gave the picture to us,and the note says "Am guilty of my crime Benita have been a great friend but I killed her,mom and dad take care,punishing myself for my crime"

On the other side, holding Cin stood Syl and Barry. Beside her, flanking her on either side, were her Masters. Bianca dimpled. What more could she ask for? * A few blocks away, Heather lay unmoving. She had bled out and was dead a few minutes after Sergei had stabbed her. The gnome like man nodded in approval as he wiped down all the surfaces, he had touched. Before dying, the drunk Heather, terrified but too weak to protest, had written the note he had dictated. Heather’s suicide note. Accusing Bianca of being the reason behind her death. The little man slipped out into the night and vanished.

Perhaps she could offer guidance or assistance in our battle against Mavros. As I moved from my closet to retrieve my backpack, an arrow whizzed through the air, narrowly missing me. Someone was attempting to kill me. With trembling hands, I picked up the arrow, noticing a note attached to it. Your father's death was just the beginning, a warning of my reign. I will systematically destroy everyone you hold dear. You will watch as I unravel your world and everything within it. Love, Layton. I crumpled the note and tossed it into the trash can, then used a lighter to set it ablaze.

Dad returned to his room with finality in his tone, refusing to say another word about my brother. But I could not stop thinking about the final message Jason had left behind. I needed to know what he had said before he died. Mom felt the same way. Three days later, Dad came home dead drunk and collapsed unconscious on the bed. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mom searched through his clothes and found the suicide note. She unfolded the paper eagerly. Then froze. I watched the expression on her face change dramatically, and panic rose in my chest. "Mom, what exactly did Jason write?"

In the haunting depths of his eyes, she glimpsed the dance of death itself, an unrestrained force ready to consume her existence. I am dead. *** Enjoyed the twist in Hazel and Wyatt's story? Share your thoughts and feedback! Follow me on In stagram - aditisaxenaofficial for more updates and explore my other captivating stories. I would recommend you to try WHEN A BULLY FALLS IN LOVE.

Maybe I'd been too quick to dismiss his protective measures as controlling. When I reached the apartment, I locked the door behind me and sank onto the couch, pulling the crumpled note from my pocket. I stared at the crude drawing, trying to make sense of it. It had to be a coincidence. No one could know about my death in another timeline. No one. My phone buzzed with a text from Dante: How was your day? I hesitated, then made a decision. I took a photo of the note and sent it to him with the message: Found this at work today. Any ideas?

"They always arrive before the ending." The notebook on the desk suddenly burst open. Words raced across every page. Not one story. Thousands. Millions. Each page showed a different ending. In one... Adrian sacrificed himself. In another... the White Tree burned forever. In another... the Final Reader destroyed every world. Then... the pages stopped. Only one remained blank. The Pen of Endings began shaking inside Adrian's hand. It refused to point toward the notebook. Instead... it pointed toward the boy. Adrian stared at him.