Illumi Death Novels & Stories

Cillian hauled me to my feet as I spluttered, unable to clear the invisible smoke from my lungs. I thrashed in his arms, still able to feel the searing heat as my clothes charred into my skin. "Zena! What did you see!” I’m a wreck. The fire burning so brightly right next to me isn’t helping either. I plunge my face into Cillian’s chest and let out a deep, primal scream. Padgett was dead. Luna Ruth appears batshit insane. Maddox is there, but I don’t know what it all means. Well, I know it’s not a win for Shadowlands. And it's happening tomorrow.

Lu was gone. Jonathan's POV If ever the need to cry was present, it was now. I couldn't believe what I had seen. Astra mixed with so much animal DNA that her emotions got the better of her, and she attacked without seeing. Lu was gone. The funny, sarcastic, and loyal person died a horrible death. Astra hugged her daughter's body, weeping into her daughter's shirt. Nova stepped forward, and her hand went straight through Astra's skull, piercing through the brain, before Astra's sobbing stopped, her body landing next to Lu's.

Lyla commanded. "When I die, he dies along. And today she volunteered to die for the glory of Lumen's pack and for our brothers that died in honor," she said her final words and tore her throat out with Abel's fang. "No! Please Lila stay with me okay? I'm so sorry for all I've done. I want to love you, Lila." Abel screamed at the top of his voice shaking the foundations of the palace and for the first time in a very long time, Abel wept carrying Lila with him as her blood drenched his cloth.

I had just stepped outside when I saw Olivia's twisted, contorted expression flash in time with the lightning. A split second later, the crimson numbers above her heart flared. "Olivia!" I ran straight toward her without a second thought. The rain beat down on my back as I went. As her death timer started to blare, her terrified face merged with the headlights of a speeding motorcycle cutting through the rain. Lucas and I watched as Olivia was thrown into the air like a ragdoll, followed by the screech of emergency brakes. Olivia hit the ground hard.

Dean had paid for it with his life, and he, Marcus, was lucky to escape with his life. The blacksmith stared out of the window of the moving bus before proceeding to spit outside. He was on his way to his parents where he would stay out of the reach of the demonic boy and the accursed house till things calmed down a little. After all, he had heard how Jason’s little witch brother was killed. The boy would be out for vengeance. That was one thing he could not deal with. He still remembered the day his wife traveled and he was in Jill’s apartment. Nobody was supposed to be home, not one. But the fool had come to Jill’s apartment, pushed open the damn without knocking, saw them naked and at eac

I opened my eyes fully and looked down at the sweet child peeking sleepily up at me. "You hurted my daddy," Miguel mumbled in confusion. My heart dropped and I shook my head. I wasn't completely responsible for their deaths. I mean their father died in the stupid Iraq war and their blonde haired mother hung herself after getting the news. I dealt with death but not the way the individual died, that was solely on those fate bitches. "This is bullshit, let's go, don't ever forget about me little man, we will meet again in the future, this I swear," I growled. I moved him off me, patting his head sweetly and hurried past Maria cursing me while holding a cross up at me.

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

Thing that caused Death Compiler to rage. "What escaped? How did she escape? And why did she do that? I thought she wanted to die so she committed suicide and broke my list! Now she merged with the others? Humans are so demented! " In her anger the whole room really shook as if things will not last long from the very strong presence of the Death Compiler.

After the celebration was over, the Death lord retired to his room immidately not wanting to see Ella anymore or he might do something he'd regret. Once he entered his room, he got rid of his outfit, walked into the bathroom. Once he got into the bathroom he drown himself inside the bathtub.

They all stared at the dead bodies of Ron and Ila that lay cold on the floor. They weren't sure that Ron or Ila was really dead so they stayed back to watch them for a while. The Ridge sons as well as Dean and Kayla were already healing since Ila was dead - her healing restricting magic had now failed. "Are they dead?" Nikk asked as he gently placed Tom on the floor. " Not yet." Darren said emotionlessly, almost immediately Ron's body burst into flames he didn't even bother to move Ila's body from Ron's burning body.