Halle Death Note Novels & Stories

I turned away from her again. “Balor-“ “Goodbye, Nes.” *** *Present day* I stood at the far end of the debriefing room as Detective Killian and Sullivan looked over the footage I brought. Fighting the urge to stand near her. Only breathing through my mouth to avoid inhaling her scent anymore than I already had. The dull throbbing of my head, becoming stronger the longer we stood here.

Arabella pulled her back. “But what’s he doing, Ara?” She questioned but did not get any answer because the door of the room burst open the very next moment. The cops standing there got their attention. They started looking around, finding three people in the room. Thick silence and anxiety covered the atmosphere around them until Hades spoke up, “I killed him.” “What?” Alessandra gasped, stepping ahead when Arabella clutched her arm, stopping her right there and glaring at her like a gesture to her to stay silent.

Elena glanced around, everyone was looking quite nervous, though she could admit she was nervous as well that it was evident on her face, she just wants to get over it, her grandmother was on drugs and she needed the money to pay for it, if not her grand mother may end up dying. Her eyes glanced around for Emily, his daughter, maybe she had gone to school, sh thought, she really wanted to see Emily, it was rumored that she was female version of the devil herself. She knew all about his dead wife and she was quite sorry for him, but what could she do? she was in no position to comfort him. "Alright everyone, I personally will be judging this show" Nathan hale voice boomed out and everyone wa

In Charles's eyes, I was never going to measure up to Arianna. Arianna, despite her guilt, looked at Charles with teary-eyed gratitude. Even now, he stood up for her. Vincent's gaze shifted toward Charles, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly in a mocking smile. "Move aside." Just then, the official reporters Vincent had invited arrived, with cameras poised to capture every moment. Vincent pulled out a document—my death report. "Sabrina Zayn passed away one week ago. The cause of death—" He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction.

So, when Allen arrived at his father's room with Haruki behind him, Aaron didn't mind at all. "I heard you call me, Father. Is there a problem?" Allen asked. "There's a big problem. Vanessa Hale’s husband was murdered under the same circumstances as the head of the Kanoichi family.” Allen’s eyes widened in shock. “What?!” Haruki, who was listening, was also shocked. “Wait, wait. I thought Vanessa was the boss of Hale Corp. Why did her husband die?” Aaron Kennedy nodded. "That's right. The killer, Phantom... They seem to think that the boss of Hale Corp is Derek, not Vanessa.”

The screen went black. Silence crashed over the villa. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Richard Hale’s final words hung in the air like a storm cloud. ASK CASSIAN WHY HOPE CALLED HIM TWICE AFTER SHE DIED! Every eye slowly turned toward Cassian. Selena’s included. The countdown clock continued ticking above them. 42 MINUTES UNTIL LIVE FINALE Cassian stood perfectly still. Too still. And that terrified Selena more than panic would have.

Three remain. One dies tomorrow. Choose carefully. The words seemed to burn themselves into Dani's mind. She stared at the paper. Read it once. Twice. Three times. Hoping the message would somehow change. It didn't. The list remained exactly the same. Julian Carter Vance. Stella Carter Vance. Elena Cross. Daniella Mitchell. Four names. Yet the note claimed three would remain. Meaning one of them was marked for death. Within twenty-four hours.

An untraceable phantom known only as Ghost. Every target assigned to Ghost had ended up dead with a single, surgical puncture to the heart. No alarms tripped. No forensic evidence left behind. A true myth. Five years ago, the underworld partner I had been trading logistics networks with was murdered overnight, and rumors whispered that Ghost had been the weapon. Then, the assassin vanished completely from the grid, leaving the name to gather dust in the archives of the syndicate wars. I opened my eyes, my gaze shifting to the rear-view mirror.

THE SETTING WAS unnerving—it played off like one of those whodunnit shows that you'd always want to see in real life. With all the Case Closed and Hardy Boys the people have read, it then seemed like a great idea. But now that it's here, the air was tenser than a coin toss from a Clint Eastwood neo-western film. Margaret Bishop Charles Pierre Alfred IV Charles Pierre Alfred V Albert Meyer VV According to the guests and witnesses’ statements, these were the last people to see Ana until her demise. GD also had to be in the room because he was the last person registered as a caller from her phone.

The only thing they could do now was stabilize the situation. … At 3:00 pm, Chad and Ariel arrived at the meeting spot. Nancy was there, seated beside a foreign man. When Nancy saw Chad, she nodded coolly. The incident at the research institute and the final exam rankings from not long ago appeared to have been completely forgotten, as if they never happened. She didn't even glance at Ariel, who came along with Chad, and spoke only to the latter. "Mr. Hockney, this is Terrance Harper, an engineer from Veyo and the victim in this matter."