I'll Be Dead By Dawn Novels & Stories

Until death-chapter 36 Theme: "Complicated Twilight filled the whole atmosphere; thunder fluttered in the sky, and all the atmosphere bodies refused to show their glory. It was like they knew today was a bloody day. All Thanks to my newfound ability, I was able to see everything in my surroundings. Caleb stood beside me, his red eyes shining brightly in the dark knight, while Reed led the way. He would run off, sniff around, and come back to relay the message to us, just like he was doing when we first reached the prancing hall. However, he is more careful now, so he won't get caught again.

"Now what does it mean? Why am I seeing it? Does this mean they're coming for us? I don't—" "What color are they?" "Blue. But I hardly think—" "So it is today, in a couple of hours, most likely in the late afternoon," Calix interjected absently. "Someone is to die this day." "You're a ray of sunshine, aren't you?" Kat scowled at him. "What's going on?" "Someone is going to die this very day," he repeated, weaker this time. Jesus Christ. He wasn't helping the stab of panic in her chest. She felt like pulling out her hair and screaming in misery. "Well, if someone's really going to croak today, it won't be me! Hear me? I will do anything—"

Before everything they’d fought for turned to ash. The clock was ticking. And she had no plan. No weapons. No hope. Just Kade beside her and twelve hours until the end. She opened her eyes and looked at him. “We’re going to die here, aren’t we?” He didn’t answer. Which was the answer. Outside the bunker she heard Marcus laughing, I heard him giving orders. Heard the countdown to revolution begin. And knew that tomorrow the supernatural world would burn. Unless they found a miracle. In the next twelve hours.

At first, Chad told Sonya to leave through the window to tell Caroline of Darren's decision. After that, he turned to Darren. "This is called the Thanatos Emblem. If no one wakes you up in three days, you'll be dead." Darren nodded determinedly. "I've long prepared a cemetery. After the fake death, bury me. And take me out at night." Chad nodded and took out a short needle, poking it into the back of Darren's head. At the same time, Darren took his last breath and became a dead person. After that, Chad looked at Darren deeply and left the room through the window.

“Do you? Do you know what you're doing right now? I think you don't know so let me tell you, girl. You've been staying up night and day for almost a week! Do you want to die early? The world has faced a lot of troubles—floods, earthquakes, storms, and even a freaking zombie apocalypse! But then what? You'll die staying up late?” Facing Eden's rockets of accusations, Farrah can't find herself to argue. Eden's words were nothing but facts, there's no denial in that. It's been almost a week since she had a full night of rest. She could survive these days probably because of her excessive caffeine intake. Eden was right, she'll eventually die if she continues living this kind of lifestyle.

But a hand clamped over my mouth, and a cold, sharp edge pressed against my throat. "You think a little salt in the veins stops her, Aliyah?" Dawn’s voice whispered directly into my ear. She had slipped away from the chaos while her sister was distracted by the angry mob. "If Dahlia can't use your blood to start her new world, I’ll use your death to end theirs." I looked down at the blade. It was pure, shimmering silver. "Help!" I tried to scream, but the hand tightened, cutting off my breath. Dawn leaned in, her eyes reflecting the dying red of the moon. "Let’s see how useful you would be to me."

"I am sorry, but for us, to win-you, all must die" Dawn lifted her hands forward and slowly moved them across her sides, I felt the air being forcefully taken out of my lungs, and my eyes watered relentlessly, she used her elemental powers to suck the breath from my lungs, asphyxiating me. I glanced at my parents to see the same happening to them as well, they were being devoid of air, by her. I tried my hardest to hold on to the air that- was being ripped away from me, I can't...I need to air...I need to breathe...Dawn..you're my sist-...

I lifted my hand ready to deliver the final blow. “Stop!” It was Serena who yelled behind me. I looked over my shoulder at her. She stood in the same cloak Cassie had been wearing but now, there were blood stains that covered the front. It was safe to say she had taken care of business. “Where’s Dawn?” My heart lurched. “She’s fine. A little out of it, but she’s okay. We can’t kill him because we need him.” “For what?” “He knows how to remove the mark without it killing you and Cassie.”

Igor Abramov spared me no glance as he walked away, leaving the tattooed men to punish me for wanting to run from the fate Igor Abramov signed for me. A life of torture. A life of agony. A life brimmed darkness. *****Presently***** Remembering my start up days in the gulag before I became Dima the ruler of the underworld makes a sharp prick of adrenaline rush through me, nudging me to move outside and find the mastermind of the assassination. I look my Byki dead in the eyes and mutter enough for them to hear. “We strike in two days time.” When they exit my office, I look at the footage in my full display and see the girls arguing. At some point, Dawn snap to her feet and race to her closet,

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m