Halle Death Note Novels & Stories

The crowd heard the words and were all a little puzzled. The forensic asked, "Isn't it normal for a suicide victim to willingly choose death?" "Not normal. Even in the case of suicide, the deceased would have a struggle process, it's impossible to leave no trace at all. Hailey didn't have any. I suspect she was hypnotized by someone, then wrote a suicide note before dying." The crowd couldn't help but be startled, as if they were all contemplating this possibility.

Inside was a single photograph and a note. The photo showed a young man, perhaps twenty-four, with dark hair and unmistakable Hale gray eyes, sitting in a wheelchair in a sunlit garden. The note read: *Lucas Hale is alive. He has been for twenty-four years. Come alone to the address below if you want the full story. Tell your father and the girl dies in the same ‘accident’ as your siblings. A concerned party Cassian’s face turned to stone. He handed the photo to Elena.

"So after we searched through the entire curriculum vitae of Mrs. Nicole, we found a death note that said Mrs. Nicole had died four years ago." "What? You must be kidding." screamed Jessica in disbelief. The woman immediately looked pale as she squeezed the edge of the table firmly to relieve her sudden overwhelming heart. She's been looking for Nicole this far. And she did not accept that Nicole was easily pronounced dead because of a death note. She can't accept that! “We have been searching for several days to find the curriculum vitae of Mrs. Nicole, and then we find the death note in the state archives which have long been kept in the archival vault. Mrs. Nicole was pronounced dead four

They had just turned on the lights on their phones, but in the next second, the incandescent light above their heads lit up. “F*ck. It’s back on again.” “F*ck. I’ve really had enough of this place.” “Look, the Death Inquisitor has been here before.” Their gazes suddenly became sharp. On the table beside them, there was a black card with five large blood-red words on it. — Death Notice! Subject: Adolf (one-eyed man) Crime: murder Execution Date: May 6, 2021 Executioner: Death Judge — Death Notice! Subject: Warner (bearded man)

To carry so much hate and anger. The idea of her watching me kill someone, that I almost killed Nina in front of her… What the fuck was I thinking? She’s gotta be traumatized from that and probably can’t even talk to anyone about it. Maybe I really needed this last month to reflect. The bottom line is… I’d rather die than be without Hazel. Whatever it takes to make her happy, I have to do it. I can’t just be quick to react all the time. When the car stops everyone gets out and there’s a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see Kylie trying to hand me Hazel’s purse and I give her a nod of thanks. She’d probably be furious if it got left behind, her phone has a ton of pictures from tonight.

“I trust you. Not them.” I step closer, resting a hand on his chest. “This isn’t just any witch. It’s Delaney. And she needs help.” Before he can argue, Kyle walks in, half‑awake, rubbing his eyes. “What’s going on?” Aaron opens his mouth, but I beat him to it. “We’re going to Hallow’s Edge,” I say. “Delaney Warren called.” Kyle’s eyes widen. “The Delaney Warren? The one who disappeared?” “Yes.”

Ah, if only he could hold Hana's hand forever. "Sorry sir and miss, I want to inform you that your cellphone has been ringing" A servant approached Delldora and Hana. He brought Hana's cellphone which Hana had put on the garden table. Hana furrowed her brows when she saw Kyllian's name on the screen of her cellphone. She even looked at Delldora with a puzzled look. Why is Kyllian calling her now? "Hello" "What do you wa.." "Uncle Dale died"

Connor scolded unhappily, "What's gone? Celia, did Clarisse collude with you to deceive me again? Tell her that she will only make me hate her more by doing this!" Celia's voice was a little shrill. "Connor! Clarisse is dead! Dead!" "Enough!" Connor hung up immediately after he finished yelling. No matter how many calls Celia made, he did not pick up. He gently and patiently coaxed Rosalie who was crying beside him. Then, several flustered police officers came to the door, knocked, and said, "Connor, the head of the deceased has been found. Hurry up and come with us."

The driver’s seat was empty, but the interior told a story blood on the console, shattered glass across the floor. Adrien crouched, brushing his gloved fingers along the dash. “Not enough blood for a kill. He’s alive.” Ryan hovered close, voice tight. “Then where is he?” Adrien’s eyes flicked to the back seat. Something glimmered under the dim light Hale’s phone, cracked but still pulsing faintly with blue. Adrien picked it up carefully. The lock screen flashed a string of numbers: 47.09.16 – 08.21.

The handle turned. --- Saphira reels from Caelum’s apparent death, only to receive a note claiming he’s alive seconds before the assassin’s footsteps return outside her hospital room door.