Halle Death Note Novels & Stories

Jo continued, “We questioned J-Cane and he told us it was the Hatter who killed the cop. According to him, the Hatter is a big manufacturer of drugs who operates out of Gulden.” Pascal looked shocked for a moment before he said, “You two did all of this? By yourself?” Ash and Jo grinned with pride. “We had a little help.” Jo replied. “How are you two sure that J-Cane isn't the one who murdered Matteo?” Pascal asked, turning the camera in his hands. “We were in the room next to them. I remember one voice saying something like 'Gulden dweller, you don't know how hard the cops descend on us when you kill one of their own.'” Jo said, deep in thought.

Bago ako bumalik sa higaan mo at tuluyang isara ang mga mata ko at damhin muli ang yakap mo, ipapa-alam ko lang sa'yo na ang huling dying list ko ay ipagkaloob sa'yo ang notebook na 'to na magiging alaala ng ating masaya at makulay na kwento. Mahal na mahal kita aking estranghero. I love you Hunter. This is not a goodbye, just goodnight. Hihintayin kita hanggang sa maituloy na natin ang naudlot nating pagmamahalan. Mahal kita Hunter hanggang sa kamatayan." *** Matapos kong mabasa ang mensahe n'ya ay napangiti ako habang umiiyak. Tama s'ya. Hindi pa dito natatapos ang kwento namin.

What she couldn't put her finger on was what happened. After a long half hour of silent sobbing and gentle whispers of comfort, Damien had fallen asleep. "Ash?" Ashleigh looked up to see Jonathan. He helped her get Damien on the bed then led her downstairs. "I know what happened," he stated showing Ashleigh Damien's phone. She took the device from him and read the conversation he had with his butler. Finally realisation hit. "Courtney's... she-she just... less than a week ago-" Jonathan nodded. "Courtney's gone."

in the most beautiful writing she had ever seen. Diego left the class immediately after it ended, his head was banging with an ache from all the long talks. All along, he managed to keep his eyes off Kyra but now he just needed a break from these many odd-looking people, it was making him sick. He walked down the empty hallway, gathering his thoughts in every way possible and rearranging his next move on the prey he had sought for so many years. "Demon Alpha!" He paused abruptly, his face holding a stiff expression as he turned to see who had uttered those words.

The killer is the same gunman who previously attempted to murder me. My breath hitches at my throat, papa shakes his head in disbelief, while Marius pales with unshed tears in his eyes. I wrap my arms around Marius, offering what comfort I can. Even if Lilian isn’t a good person, she’s still Marius’ sister, so this news is gonna be difficult for him to accept. But the news doesn’t stop there. Lilian’s killer also took his own life, leaving a death note, which reads more like a warning: Hazel Montgomery and Marius Thorne... you're next! Hide!

… 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.

Hayley hacked every Decider in the room into pieces. Heads tumbled across the floor as blood spread through the room in thick streams. Every skull got chopped into pulp. Especially Decider One. Die! Die! Die! They all deserved it! Every last one of them deserved to die! Just as Hayley was tearing through their bodies and carving them apart, slow applause suddenly echoed through the conference room. "Wow, 7913... You really are full of surprises." As the voice fell, another holographic projection appeared in front of Hayley.

Hall doesn’t sit. He drops the file on my desk instead. “New problem,” he says. I don’t touch it. “We have many of those.” “This one’s different.” That gets my attention. He opens the file himself. Photos slide across my desk filled with so many dead bodies but I don’t flinch because I’ve seen worse. Alexander straightens. Hall watches me carefully. “The killer's being called Medusa.” “Why?” I ask calmly. “She wears a mask. Always.” He flips another photo. “The exposed part of her face is beautifully lethal”

I could not even remember how. At the very least, I should thank him for serving as our first lab rat and providing such valuable data. … That night, the hospital informed me that he had killed himself shortly after I left by drinking a bottle of sanitizer. They pronounced him dead soon after. I gave a noncommittal "mm-hmm" and told the hospital to handle the body. His funeral was simple: no ceremony, no pomp, no ritual, not even a single guest. I watched as they lowered him into the grave.

Selene, Kael, Valkyrie, Rynese And Zara. The note was in the middle of the room, it looked like a death note. "So..." Rynese began. "Let's discuss the obvious, here." "No." Kael replied immediately. Rynese blinked. "I haven't even said anything yet." "I know." "Then how do you know it's obvious?" He fired back. "Because it's you." Rynese pointed at the note. "What if we use it?" The room went silent, nobody answered him immediately.