Heavy Is Dead Novels & Stories

The weight of the dead man was immense. My arms burned and my chest heaved as Alejandro and I dragged the heavy, plastic-wrapped bundle through the narrow back exit of the club. Every time the body shifted, a soft, wet sound came from inside the plastic, making my stomach turn over and over. Tears blurred my eyes, and my breath came in short, ragged gasps. I was sobbing quietly, the terror completely taking over my mind.

The temperature in the bunker seemed to drop to absolute zero. I stared at the screen, my jaw clenching until my teeth ached. Marcus had been with Thorne Industries for ten years. He was a man I had trusted, a man I had given millions in stock options. And he had sold my life to Victoria Vance for a percentage of a dying syndicate. "He is dead," I growled, the raw, savage dominance of my bloodline taking over.

I am dead…. ****

"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.

Heavier. Real. And impossible. Because— That couldn’t be him. It couldn’t. I remembered— Didn’t I? The call. The people. The silence that followed. The way everything in me had— Stopped. “He’s dead,” I whispered to myself. The words sounded hollow. Uncertain. Like something I had repeated too many times without ever questioning it. My fingers curled tightly into the fabric beneath me. “Then who was that?” Silence answered. But it wasn’t empty.

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

P.O.V Ren I feel weightless surrounded by blackness, I don’t know where I am or how long I’ve been here, but I feel safe, protected…..”am I dead” I ask my self. I didn’t feel any pain. I shake my head “ I can’t be dead that’s just impossible but I feel hot I feel like I’m on fire” I say to no one. As sweat beads down my forehead I feel like I’m burning from the inside out.

(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.