Illumi Death Novels & Stories

She kept screaming ‘I’LL KILL YOU’ over and over again, as if consumed by her hate and anger and unaware of what was happening to her. Suddenly, she went quiet and her body slumped to the ground. Lyra watched in silence for a while, but she made no movement. Getting up, Lyra went to her and confirmed that she was dead. She could not contain the power of the Black Lantern, and it destroyed her. The lamp itself lost its glow, and the haze in the room cleared. After ensuring Valeria was dead, she made her way to Julian. He was unconscious, and the poison had spread throughout his torso.

Cadon asked Elliott as his uncle came back across the room and sat down in a chair near where Cadon was sitting on the couch. “Man, this chair is not nearly as comfortable as the one that used to be here,” Elliott mumbled. Cadon waited for him to come back around to the question knowing that he would–eventually. “No, not anymore,” Elliott said in response to Cadon’s question. “I used to–back before I found out I could actually die in the Blood Moon Portal if I ever want to die. I mean, for a while, I was conflicted because I thought I might reach a point in my life when I was ready to call it quits but I wouldn’t be able to. Now that I know I can die somewhere, and it’s pretty easy to access

She wasn't kidding. "What are you talking about? As a step?" I even felt the hunger was gone. I hadn't had that much interaction with Max... well, almost no interaction with him but he didn't deserve to die so young and with so much ahead of him. My hands shook a little and I felt panic take over me. Death. I hated that word. "It was this morning. They found him in his room, Nish, he had a bullet in his head." She sobs a little.

she muttered, as if unable to accept it. She turned to look at my corpse again, yet not a single tear fell. She tried desperately to find proof that it wasn't me. But the moment she saw my pale, bluish face, she couldn't help but retch. "Ms. Saddler, it seems you've confirmed this is Ms. Flora Saddler," the officer said from the side, unable to hold back. He took out a document and placed it in front of her. "If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation."

After a thorough investigation by the production team, the details of my past were quickly uncovered. They also confirmed with the relevant authorities that I had, in fact, already passed away. "Three years ago, Nicolas Soros died on a snowy night—frozen to death because he couldn't afford hospitalization. "It wasn't until the autopsy that the coroner discovered that what looked like a thick down jacket… didn't even contain real padding. And that was already the most expensive piece of clothing his mother had ever bought for him. With discounts, it cost less than five dollars.

"I've done it! They're all dead. Hurry and accept my request!" I didn't reply. Instead, I took a few screenshots of our conversation and sent them to the group chat. The exhausted players' tempers exploded the moment they saw the screenshots. "I didn't expect Frank to be such a bastard. He actually killed all his teammates just to curry favor with Molly." "I guess his righteous demeanor had been a farce all along!" "Look, Hailey, Sasha, and Louis. Your good friend, Frank, killed all of his own teammates just to survive."

But, those clothes and shoes looked l-like Luna Amber's…" Matthew's cell phone fell to the floor with a thud once again. This time, it was completely smashed. Matthew collapsed to the floor at the same time he dropped his phone. His much beloved Luna Amber had committed suicide in the icy lake. Not only that, she took their baby with her. Her body sank to the bottom of the lake, and no one could find them no matter how they tried. Alpha Matthew, who loved her so deeply, seemed to have a hard time accepting this reality.

Maybe because I could actually see death lurking in every atom of the hall. From the marble floor to the walls to the balcony and stairs. Every inch of the hall was covered by severed or mutilated parts of bodies or smeared with blood. The wounds on the bodies of Illumi’s men said it was Kian’s and Christian’s work. My heart was beating in my throat as I gulped hard. Amidst the gore stood Illumi and Ruin. Powerful beams of violently coloured light erupted from Illumi’s staff and collided explosively against Ruin’s dark mana that burst out of his cane.

Intense. Real. An affliction with no antidote. Because no pain can come equally to what I felt at that moment, how it was all ripped away from me when I saw life ever so slowly leave his eye; nothing can take away the vision of him as he slipped away from me. It doesn't matter which way you slice it, look at it or analyze it. It'll always come up with the same sum... same fact, that he is dead. And the man who killed him is still out there. Still breathing, alive and planning more ruin.

He tried to lighten the mood but failed miserably as she just stared at him confused. “I don’t have a choice at all really do I.” “Not really. Although you were willing to commit career suicide just a moment ago. I didn’t think you would actually go that far.” “That over a life imprisoned with you? Yes, I would go that far ten times out of ten.” She was blunt and not happy with the turn of events. “So what now?” “Well assuming you decide to go through with the marriage contract-” “You mean the Death Contract.” “Excuse me?” He was confused.