In Death Series Order Novels & Stories

SILAS I watch from the rooftop. Non-combatant. Observer. Recorder of history. This is what I do. Document death. Keep records. Ensure nothing is forgotten. My notebook is open. I'm writing as fast as I can. 7:04 AM - First death. Vampire hunter (designation V-12). Shot by Marie Castellano. Silver bullet to chest. 7:05 AM - Second death. Wolf fighter (designation W-03, name: James Moreau). Incinerated by dragon fire.

THE SETTING WAS unnerving—it played off like one of those whodunnit shows that you'd always want to see in real life. With all the Case Closed and Hardy Boys the people have read, it then seemed like a great idea. But now that it's here, the air was tenser than a coin toss from a Clint Eastwood neo-western film. Margaret Bishop Charles Pierre Alfred IV Charles Pierre Alfred V Albert Meyer VV According to the guests and witnesses’ statements, these were the last people to see Ana until her demise. GD also had to be in the room because he was the last person registered as a caller from her phone.

“Time to go.” Charles nodded. “Lead the way.” The Aftermath They kept driving through the night, away from the city, away from the flames still visible far away. Maya was in the backseat, her mind racing. It was done. Charles Davis had been officially dead. Zane continued to drive in silence, his face inscrutable. Finally, he spoke. “The Order will move fast. We will have to prepare for their reaction.”

He is standing on the beach of Life Zero, holding my white Scythe, but he is alone. ​I am trapped in the "Between," the space where dead timelines go to die. And standing in front of me isn't Silas or my younger self. ​It’s the real Elowen—the one who died in the very first life, a thousand years ago. ​"Welcome home, little sister," she said, her voice a soft, terrifying whisper. "We've been waiting for you to complete the circle."

“Without you, every day is unbearable. “Cece, I’m sorry for hurting you. But I loved you. I still do. “I once prayed to God, begging Him to let you live. And if you didn’t, I asked Him to take me with you. He heard my prayer.” I could no longer speak. Tears streamed down my face. Love made people foolish. It could make someone lose their sense of self. Maybe this was the best ending for us. I reached out and held his hand after stealing one last glance at him. The rhythmic beeping echoed through the room. Then, it stretched into one long, unbroken sound. As it did, we both closed our eyes. I felt weightless. I felt as if I was floating. When I saw Lily bawling as she held me, I knew I was al

I lost countless people who I knew were going to die, and couldn't do shit to stop it. It all started with Abene, my mother, the Duchess of the D'Arcy Dukedom in the southern region of our Kingdom. Then was followed by Akira, Chimere, and Nefertari, my triplets sisters who were five years older than me. Two months after that, my half-sister, Inara, two years older than me, was also dead. After her, Rune, my brother who was a year younger than me, also died. My grandparents and my aunt came right behind. And then three of my cousins. Lastly, I saw Avy's death, and now she's also gone.

in the most beautiful writing she had ever seen. Diego left the class immediately after it ended, his head was banging with an ache from all the long talks. All along, he managed to keep his eyes off Kyra but now he just needed a break from these many odd-looking people, it was making him sick. He walked down the empty hallway, gathering his thoughts in every way possible and rearranging his next move on the prey he had sought for so many years. "Demon Alpha!" He paused abruptly, his face holding a stiff expression as he turned to see who had uttered those words.

I asked, and he shook his head, placing a hand over the scrolls. "Even if you weren't mortal, I couldn't let you look at these. These aren't just the now deaths, these are also the ones that are about to happen." "Well, can you tell me from what location are the deaths are occurring at then?" I asked, and Death pursed his lips, before grabbing a random scroll, and reading through it. I tried to look over it, to read it for myself, but Death only pulled the scroll closer to himself, as he rolled it back up.

“An earlier system.” The room felt colder. “Earlier than the gods?” “Yes.” I whispered, “That means…” Death finished the thought. “The Collapse Protocol predates us.” My mind struggled to understand. “Before the gods existed?” “Yes.” “Before divine order?” “Yes.” “Before you?” Death nodded once. Kieran’s voice dropped. “Then who made it?” Death answered quietly. “I don’t know.” That admission felt heavier than anything else he had said. Kieran laughed under his breath.

“Unknown at this time. There were no signs of forced entry. my fingers curl around the phone. “He was about to speak again, wasn’t he.” it’s not a question. another pause. “We believe so, ma’am.” I close my eyes. I won’t deny that his death brings me relief, just like Adrian when he drowned, just like Aurora when I… But Damian loses control of everything… and then dies. I don’t believe in coincidences anymore. “Will I be contacted again?” I ask. “Almost certainly.” The call ends.