How Zodiac Signs Die Novels & Stories

Aaron cautioned, shaking his head. “He started it,” she said, sticking her tongue out at both of them. “I will separate you,” Aaron scolded. “I would ask you to if those girls over there didn’t think we were just playing. Geeze!” He continued to rub his arm for a second as Cadence smiled with glee. “So, you said this guy was in an airplane crash? And that didn't kill him?” “Yes. We can’t die from normal stuff--like crashes and accidents. The only thing that can kill me is a Vampire. Or old-age--eventually, but not for a really long time. And the only thing that can kill a Guardian is a Hunter.”

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

"How are you feeling?" "I honestly don't know, Leona. I just want him to get better," I said to her. "You know, uhm..." Leona looked down like she was preparing to say something very deep. "He's not going to get better, Ivy. He'll die during the full moon on Sunday." Sunday? That is four days from now. "H-He'll die? Zion will die?!" I asked, crying. Leona carefully nodded which hurt me more. "No, there has to be a way."

That's when I smiled. Looks like she's the Guardian of Soul of these centuries. The 2000th centuries, Guardian of Soul. "Dean, please listen to me. Don't go to your office just for today." That's when I gasped for breath. In fact, no matter what a person does to avoid their death, nothing will happen, he will not die today. He will also die the next day because that is the design of death. They would just give the death compiler a lot of work for what they were doing and they would bother us, who still had to hunt for fifteen souls per day and ten at night. Let's say we don't sleep and rest but don't they know that it took a long time to make death notes and reports to be forwarded to the mi

Dear Zodiac sisters, we know that you are no longer with us but in the startly sky but if you are not mad at us, hear us pray. Let the new set of heroes rise from the light remain and take on the darkness once again. The everwood guardian before their death was the only hope for Everwood but they're all gone now and up with you. So the heroes rise and help them in the fight against the darkness. We will help the hero you chose and will keep you power of the many zodiac signs. We will try to help them within the darkness and if we are caught, let us soul be with you, if you forgot us for the sins we did to you. We need you help zodiac sisters and the great maker of everwood, forgotten is for

“The Grim Reaper is right beside us, but it’s really hard to guard against it. I’m scared just by watching it. It’s different from before. I was mentally prepared before, but this time, it’s really like watching a horror movie. I’m suddenly scared!” But now, the three of them were the ones who were almost at the brink of a mental breakdown. “F*ck you, Death Judge! Get out Here!” Grimm shouted. Sidney looked very absent-minded. He said with a dull look, “Zellman is dead. Sven is dead. Who will be next? None of us can escape. We will all die. He will kill us one by one.” Dafasi’s eyes also became unfocused. His right hand trembled as he wiped the cold sweat on his face. He said, “I don’t want

The lonely, yet stunningly beautiful death or simply Sebastian, ran his fingers through his long thick black hair. Bright citrine eyes surrounded by rich black lashes glance across the bare landscape. The year 1245 a.d. Sebastian once again is late to save his soulmate. He always finds them, male or female, moments after their death. He rubbed his eyes and kneeled down next to the young woman that had been crushed to death by a stampede of buffaloes. He gritted his teeth and cursed the fates.

"Maybe if you beg me, I'll make it quick and painless. I have a position to claim after all." "You might kill me but I rest assured that Zeus will never look at you the way he does me." June spat. "You'll never feel him deep inside you, muttering sweet nothings into your ears as he claims you as his. Spirit, body and soul." Tara kicked her guts and June let out a howl of pain. "You sure know how to beg for your death.." "I'll die anyway. I might as well get a few things off my chest." June gritted. "Zeus will probably kill you first. He won't need a soothsayer to know you killed me."

"Why shouldn't he? You've given him a higher rank in this nation, and based on what I see, he is more than thankful of getting that kind of job. I'm sure everyone is dying just to become a Zodiac warrior!" "No Charlotte, the twelve Zodiac warriors are chosen only by the Celestial Spirit King. If one of them died or quits, then there is no replacement available. Unless otherwise, the Celestial Spirit King intervenes. Also, once they died or quit, they need to surrender their Zodiac Sword to me. That's the main reason why I really want to take care of them, they're like my family!" "But I've heard that your father has the opposite treatment towards your Zodiac warriors, is that right?" asked C

As Z couldn’t provide an answer, he snapped and came her midnight-black shadow, its head barely holding on with the force of Dark’s hand clenched against its neck. “A Wielder only dies twice. One is when you dare unravel a technique you knew not. The other, when you don’t maximize your energy. If death is what you wish, then I’ll be happy to grant it, right here, right now.” Eyes brimming with tears, Z put her hands on her neck. The force her father’s exerting on her shadow’s now starting to affect her. She could feel her oxygen supply draining and her life fading away. Any minute now she’d die.