In Death Series Order Novels & Stories

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

In the third year of my disappearance, Xavier Gardner has transformed into a powerful capitalistic mogul whose influence runs deep in the finance industry. At the celebratory party, he goes down on one knee and proposes to his first love, Nancy Lowe. "Back when my company was on the verge of bankruptcy, you were the one who sold all of your properties and assets just to help me tide over the crisis. Today, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world. Will you marry me, Nancy?" Amid everyone's blessings, Nancy puts on the ring while feeling extremely touched. "Mr. Gardner, it was said that your ex-wife, Victoria Zahn, had stolen all of your funds and fled with her sugar daddy whe

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

“You were soaked in blood. I couldn’t even look.” “Four times,” Catherine said grimly. “Each of us died on our wedding night. So who exactly is the Godfather looking for?” I picked up the ring and had everyone try it on again. Just like before, I was the only one it fit. Yet, in my last life, I’d worn it too and still died. A tense silence befell us. One by one, we let out helpless sighs. Blair’s voice trembled as tears welled up in her eyes. “If we can’t figure it out by tomorrow… the Godfather won’t kill all of us again, will he?”

Connor scolded unhappily, "What's gone? Celia, did Clarisse collude with you to deceive me again? Tell her that she will only make me hate her more by doing this!" Celia's voice was a little shrill. "Connor! Clarisse is dead! Dead!" "Enough!" Connor hung up immediately after he finished yelling. No matter how many calls Celia made, he did not pick up. He gently and patiently coaxed Rosalie who was crying beside him. Then, several flustered police officers came to the door, knocked, and said, "Connor, the head of the deceased has been found. Hurry up and come with us."

Toward the only kind of ending that had ever actually mattered. "Good," she said, and for the first time in longer than I could remember, her voice didn't have a single crack in it. "Let's go home." Reports found in Alpha Josiah's office showed the kill orders between him and Declan Voss for Alpha Korr, Beta Howard, and Ricky too Chains. We never found the seven-foot hooded assassin who killed Alpha Korr. We probably never would. Brianne's MC assured us we'd never see him again. Guaranteed, they said, and something in the way they said it told me not to ask twice.

Dain’s aloof exterior failed, and the shadows still wrapped around his arms and neck bristled. It was his dead, lightless eyes that healed first, and stared at us as the rest of him caught up. “That’s right, it’s going to take a lot more than a few angry shadows to kill me.” His laugh grew stronger as the flesh around his throat and mouth began to heal. “I met Death not that long ago and as it turns out, he doesn’t want me…but he’s very much interested in you.”

But I don't know who it is, don’t have the brainpower to assign a name, but the voice is familiar. My eyelids feel heavy. Through the blur in my eyes, I see Farris's black wolf standing in front of me with a triumphant expression on his face. He knows it's over. I have got to fight but I can't. I can't get my body to stand up. What's going to happen when I die? What will happen to my pack? What will happen to Callista? To Kellin and Haden and their families, to Elias... Farris is just about to deliver his death blow; I can feel it.

I watched with horror as it wrapped itself around his ankles, moving up his legs and stopping him only feet away. His face turned red, and his bloodshot eyes looked ready to pop out of his head as it constricted around his neck before moving over his head. “I don’t take orders from mortals.” Death said, sounding bored. He didn’t spare Jason a second glance as his body collapsed to the floor. I couldn’t tell if he was still breathing. “They never learn.”