Hazbin Hotel React To Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Zac's leg was bleeding profusely. "Go, babe! Kill those ugly guys!" Debbie shouted, and she even managed to cheer me up. "Zac! You can do it! Your wound!" I shouted, thinking he wouldn't hear me. But he looked at me and smiled, and I was left stunned. "Wow, they're intense! Even at death's doorstep. You two are so sweet together, it's making me jealous. Hey Hector, fight on, babe!" And the flirtatious girl even blew a flying kiss!

He pulled away and giggled, then he rubbed an icy finger over her lips, "You remind me of my Zoey?" Hazel's eyes shot open, "Zoey! As in Zander's sister Zoey?" Dimitri shook his head. "So you're the vampire that killed her, you bastard!" Hazel started to throw punches. As soon as her fist met the vampire's face, her wrist shattered. "Motherfucker!" She screamed out.

He extends a hand, pulling the blonde one up with ease. “And that’s why he’s my beta,” the white-haired one says with a wry smile. “Z is a fricking beast.” Z. They walk out of frame and the vision fractures. I see flashes now. The day my parents died. Zach. Maven. And me—playing under sunlight. Wolves howling. A call to war. Screams. Chains. Blood. So much blood. A voice whispers through the chaos: “It’s time. Go to him.”

He saw me as nothing but an obstacle to his true love, desperate to be free of me. His friends immediately offered suggestions. Until one proposed an idea that had everyone eagerly anticipating the outcome. "I've got the perfect plan—Travis, you fake your death at the wedding. We'll livestream it and watch her break down completely, crying her eyes out!" After saying this, the person seemed to realize they'd gone too far and stopped talking.

But when my parents walked through the door, I bolted upright instinctively. In my mind, they had been dead for five years. Seeing them home in the flesh, perfectly fine, felt like a surreal fever dream. "Perry, do you realize what you did wrong yet?" Dad's cold, clipped question snapped me back to reality. I froze in place, my voice catching in a raspy whisper. "What exactly did I do wrong?"

She turned to Abigail's brother, who was named Arnold. He inhaled deeply before responding, "I've never heard of unawakened ones marking each other, so the chances are slim. It might just be a bite mark that hasn't healed." Drew laughed lightly. "Not quite! You might be surprised, Mom. Why don’t you come and see for yourself?" he suggested, and she nodded in agreement. "Do you still have the mark from the bite?" He pulled his shirt down from his shoulder, revealing the mark. His mother gasped, and I wondered why she reacted that way. She stood up and approached us to get a closer look. "This is..." she trailed off, and I felt a wave of anxiety. "Yes, Mom, it’s exactly what you think," Drew c

"There's more. She was tortured before she died. The killer used silver blades to sever her limbs while she was still alive and stopped her from shifting to escape. We also found traces of dark ritual magic. Her wolf spirit was forcibly ripped apart." Everyone in the room gasped. "Fucking monster," someone snarled. "That poor girl must have suffered so much..." Ethan's fist slammed down on the table. "I'm going to find whoever did this and make them pay." Lucian squeezed his shoulder. "You've been working yourself to the bone. But you might have to miss Maia's birthday this time." Lucian was Ethan's mentor and my father Julian's best friend. After our parents, Julian and Aurora, died, he'd l

Standing further away, beside a woman of extraordinary beauty was Zade, his eyes seeking hers as he sent her a grin, confident that she would be glad to see him. But when April looked at him she felt...nothing. Typhon held up his hand, and April felt her feet become heavy, sticking to the ground to prevent her from moving, and beside her Kevin, Celine and Todd were also stuck. "This is a battle to the death, no one must interfere and there can only be one victor, I will allow each contestant one minute to say their goodbyes to the woman they love, and then the deathmatch will begin!" Zade was first, he strolled over like it was any other day, and as he came to a halt before her, she reached

That will threaten their control over our community. I cannot allow this; I will not allow this. “Hector!” Kit roars out at me, pulling a male to the ground that was coming for me from behind. Just like Jaxon, he kills him instantly…pulling his heart out. I guess they can’t grow back a new heart or a new head. Both deaths were just as final as the other. I remain as close to the door as I can, while a fight was happening out here…what kind of fight

Her voice was quiet through the rain and eyebrows furrowed so deeply that they created a dent between the two. "Reniella De Vega and Deshawn Cervantes. Don't worry, I'm just checking in," Death replied. From the time written on his watch, it was New Year's Eve that Deshawn Cervantes was supposed to die. Deshawn, though soaked from the rain, looked very much alive. "We're fine," Reniella cut in sharply. Death nodded his head slowly and the gold sheen of life that exuviated from Deshawn was clear even through the darkness. It was a bright aura that stuck to his body and stretched out before melting against Reniella's ambiance.