Heavy Is Dead Novels & Stories

I hold on to the man, but it only turns out to be worse because he falls right on top of me. Holy fuck, he's so heavy. I think I just died.

"Heard she suffered a lot in her last months, got really thin." Alyssa sneered. "Oh, what a pity." "You didn't tell him I have medicine here? Guaranteed to make their death quick and peaceful." Jared's mouth twitched. "Henry's in a bad state now, lost a lot of weight, and isn't managing his business..." "Seems Greta's death hit him hard. Who knows how long he'll stay down." "Ha, since when did you become a relationship advice host, Jared?" Alyssa mocked coldly, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her bag and lighting a slim, feminine cigarette.

In the future, it could be very likely to accumulate more than 1000 years of Malicious Grudge and became the Heavy Grudge Corpse Puppet. That night, Zhiluan had mentioned the so-called Heavy Grudge to him, so Xiao Chen now had more or less understood the concept. Any Malicious Grudge that had existed for more than 1,000 years could be called the Heavy Grudge. Once a corpse became a Heavy Grudge Walking Corpse or a Heavy Grudge Corpse Puppet, its 1,000 years of Heavy Grudge could instantly turn into a burst of extremely Negative Qi when it encountered a deadly strike. The Negative Qi could bring "the dead back to life." Even if the dead body was smashed into pieces, it could still reorganize

I am completely devoid of any emotions whatsoever. I watch as Hunter and the guard struggle to carry my father’s dead body, he’s not a large man, he’s bulky but not large. I’ve seen enough dead bodies to know that it has nothing to do with their size or how much they weighed when they were alive, dead bodies are just naturally heavy. I guess that’s why people say “dead weight.” I think. Bringing just a few people here to see him in this state was me doing my father a favor. He would never have wanted to be seen like this, he was a man of great pride. I can’t believe he’s now a “was.” It feels so unreal.

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. At last, it was over.

"Ms. Harper, Dylan's condition suddenly worsened. Despite our best efforts, he has passed away. Please accept our condolences." Pretending to be shocked, I croaked, "What?! No way! I'll be there right away!" I hung up, but the smile on my face wouldn't disappear. I wouldn't let him off that easily. I grabbed something from the drawer and rushed to the hospital. In the room, Dylan was already covered by a white sheet. I removed the sheet and stared at his peaceful face. This was probably the healthiest-looking liver cancer patient I'd ever seen. Weren't they usually pale and scrawny? What an act.

The dark blood mingled with the rain streaming down his throat in a mixture. Elias raised his sword, no sympathy or compassion left in him. "Kill them both " he said. Lanterns dropped into mud bolts lifted chains snapped forward.. Then something enormous slammed beneath the earth booming up through my feet. Every hunter. Another impact came. Suddenly a loud crack echoed through the air like a cannon firing as a coffin lid burst open somewhere, beneath us. The ground split open under me mud sheared away stone tilted. Fingers grasped for me from all directions as the cemetery started to crumble.

Back in the office, Gabriel managed to blurt out, "where is Alicia?" Andrea was feeling very nervous she hadn't expected this kind of reception. She hadn't thought about this bit at all. It was just after Alicia and all the problems she had caused she didn't have a clue what to do and things just became automatic. Andrea gulped, but she forced herself to look at Gabe she wanted to see his reaction to what he'd caused. "She died last week she has been on drugs since Katie was born. It started with prescription drugs and ended up on anything she could inject or swallow."

I simply look at him before I seat at the sofa near by. "Calm down, Wesley." As I get off to Wesley body I am talking to him. "After all, this body is not yours anymore." After that I slowly walk toward him; who is now shocked while looking to his decaying body. Without the presence of me that body will decayed by pros or cos. “The human body molded from the earth will return to the earth. That means everything created or made will go back to where it came from and that can’t be stopped or changed by anyone. ”In a flash I was close to him, I choked him and quickly slammed his head on the floor. I can’t use my sword to reap him even if that’s the fastest way because I need this bad guy to get

(Zavier The God of the futures pov) "Zavier wake up." Someone whispered. I felt like death and it was getting worse the more I sat in darkness. "Zavier wake the Fuck up now." Someone who sounded like Tod snapped before I felt pain. Was I dead and everyone was surrounding my body? "Did you seriously just hit him. You idiot." Someone that sounded like Chasity yelled. She sounded closed. "Well he won't wake up and it's been hours." Tod said also closer. Please don't let me be dead. They won't have the healer heal me forever. Eventually I'll be discarded.