Four Or Dead Novels & Stories

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

“That was only going to kill him. Maybe parts of you, but only small parts. Tiny little parts that would have also rejoiced in the bloodshed. Sure, Sweet Marie would have died, but Bloodthirsty Marie would have been born. And it would have been something . . . desirable. Something you wanted. Like putting your jaws to a bleeding throat. But this? This will kill all of you. It will kill your soul.” “I don’t care about my soul. I want to know if it will work.” “Don’t do it. Please don’t do it.” If he carried storms in his eyes, she carried desolation in hers. “Don’t you understand that I’m already dead?” “Marie.” “What else can be taken from me? You tell me that. What else can they take?” Lyle

I hovered around her, quietly watching this scene. I really did not understand. I was dead. What was the point of her doing all this? So that she could be moved by her own actions? Or was she trying to lighten her guilt? I realized that I did not know her at all. Even after my death, I still did not know her. It was not until the evening that Nate grimly kicked the door open and stuffed my urn into her arms. "I finally know why you and Jason are together. You two are equally nuts! Just get lost!"

“Three packs got attacked tonight.” My wolf stilled instantly. “What?” “Not normal attacks.” David lowered his voice. “Bodies displayed publicly. Symbols written with organs.” My grip tightened around the phone. “Same word everywhere,” he added quietly. I looked toward the floor again. God. The butler watched me carefully. “How many dead?” I asked. David exhaled heavily. “Over forty.” Forty. Something dark moved inside my chest immediately. My wolf snarled hard enough that my nails nearly shifted.

The moment these four zombies laid their eyes on Lucas, it was like were hungry ghosts that had been starving for ten days, and they charged wildly towards him. “As long as the host subdues these four zombies, they can be fused.” The system’s voice said once again in Lucas’ mind.

I sat stoic, staring at a spot on the carpet a few feet in front of me. I felt Brandon shift so that his arm was around me, but I didn’t look up. I didn’t know what to think or feel. The number four popped into my head. Four people dead now. Four people gone. I supposed that number would just keep growing.

MAYA "Attention, players!" the voice boomed. "Please gather in the center of the room. It's time for your evening briefing." We all moved toward the center, forming a loose crowd. The giant screen flickered to life, showing our faces again. But this time, some of the squares were red with X marks through them. The dead ones. I quickly counted the green squares. Two thousand and twelve survivors out of four thousand. Almost two thousand people had died today.

After that speech, they were transported into the VR game where only a hundred would live. “If I made it, that means four hundred have died…” The number of deaths seemed weightless to Zen. After all, he didn’t see their bodies. People were born to die, and they die every day. These four hundred were just unlucky, and Zen didn’t spend too much time thinking about it. Now that he was within the top hundred who made it, he shouldn’t throw this chance away. There was much to be done. First, he needed information.

"I felt you going away." "I know, baby. I know. But I'm here. I'm here now." "Don't do that again. Don't—don't leave me like that." "I'll try. I promise I'll try." Kael's hand on both our shoulders. "Come," he said softly. "Let us tend to the living. The death could wait until tomorrow." Evening became night. We gathered for the funeral rites. Forty-two pyres. Forty-two lives. Forty-two warriors who'd given everything.

He frowned deeply and then moved to the next and the next before standing up. "They are dead." He announced. The word landed in the room heavily. I felt something drop right through my stomach at the word. "Dead?" I was shocked and unable to comprehend this information. "All four of them." Caius added. I shifted uncomfortably on the chair. "Dead? How can they be dead? They are vampires. They don't die from a fight like this. I have seen you guys fight even worse yet you're fine. You didn't do enough damage to cause this outcome of..." I diverted my gaze to the declared deceased bodies briefly "...death." I ended.