Instant Death Novels & Stories

The lady asked Cynthia after she took the bottle from her and held it in her hands tightly. "No I don't." She replied to the lady with her eyes fixed on that of the lady's. "Add only a spoon full of it to the person's juice or drinking water as it is colorless and can't be dictated even in the water, this is to kill the person slowly with sicknesses like paralyzing the person and so on while if you want the person dead that instant add only two spoon full and at that second the person will die instantly." The lady explained to them as she fiddled with her shirt as though she was a shy little girl.

His index finger was already on the trigger. Bang! The man was killed instantly, a bullet striking him squarely in the forehead. The world before me suddenly turned black and white. The blast still rang in my ears, louder than the frantic beat of my heart. The metallic scent of fresh blood mingled with the heavy smoke of gunpowder, stinging my nose until nausea rose in my throat. I collapsed onto the rough asphalt. My knees gave out, no longer able to support the weight of my shaking body. In front of me, the figure that had been crawling was now motionless. The small hole in his forehead was a silent testament to the precision with which Adrian executed human life.

“Well, rumors are swirling—more so than normal. I’m assuming you heard about the rogue that died during interrogation?” Chris gave a tired nod, brushing a hand through his disheveled hair. “I was there when they brought him in. Looked like it was fairly painless at least.” My brow furrowed. “And then he just… dropped dead?” Chris’s jaw tightened. “His whole body went stiff. The seizure hit fast. Blood vessels burst in his eyes. He was dead in less than thirty seconds by all accounts.” I stared at him, feeling the chill spread through my limbs. “That’s not a normal death at all.”

They all realized that sound as the fast-approaching footsteps. "The dead cannot move this fast" Amber exclaimed hearing that noise. "The newly dead can. If the body is still fresh and the person died just a few days ago, then all their muscles and reflexes will be still in working condition. So they can move as fast they could move before they died" Lucifer explained. Amber is scared of them. She had to spend a few days in the dark world when Ornan captured her. "I am scared" she whispered. Lucifer's protective instinct instantly rose to the surface.

she commented as he took a ponytail holder that was on his wrist and swept his hair to the back. War might as well tell her the truth. She was too weak to get up and run. Too injured. "I am going to kill you. I'll be quick." Her eyes widened and before she had the chance to say anything, he pounced. War made quick work of snapping her fragile neck, the sound of the spine severing with the lead. He closed his eyes and listened and waited for her death to come. People automatically thought snapping or twisting someone neck killed them instantly but it took a few seconds to a few minutes for them to actually die.

Death doesn’t suit me at all! Going back to the darkness topic — it only lasted a couple of seconds before something suddenly flashed. People say that you see your whole life playing like a fast movie in your mind right before you die; they clearly had never died before. As I fought to inhale a breath of air one more time, every disaster and wrongdoing that brought me to my final moment popped up in my mind painfully slowly.

I know in an instant that he is already dead. I saw black smoke coming from somewhere passed in front of me, and went to the dead man and I heard him shout, because the black smoke grabbed him and dragged him to nowhere, and he was gone as well as the black smoke but his body was still on the ground. I shook my head and scratched my eyes because I didn’t know what I saw. I am not even sure if it is real because I am already hungry. My last meal was last night. I might just hallucinating. I heard the woman screaming and crying while the police stopped her to go near the dead body lying on the ground. She must be the wife or the sister. I don’t know. The crowd is now surrounded by the woman an

I watch in awe as pale lights flash out of the sword, striking all the kids at once, and their bodies become scorched chickens. My eyes couldn't believe what had just happened. With a single strike, I had slaughtered about forty kids, and I was still feeling the need to take more life. "Who is next?" I yell at General Zod and his members. I can see the look of surprise and shock in their eyes, but they were quick to replace it with a dangerous look.

“And?” He does not answer immediately. I stare at him. “And?” “She died on the table.” Everything inside me stops. Not slows. Stops. For a fraction of a second, existence itself fractures. Time splintering. Thought disintegrating. The world tilting violently beneath my feet though I remain seated. “No.” “The infant was stillborn.” The city outside continues moving indifferent. Cars pass. People walk. Life proceeds. But something fundamental inside my eternity cracks open with a soundless, devastating rupture.

Labeled accidental death, tragic and condolences to the Cruz family. I called David back. He picked up on the second ring. "You saw the news?" "How fast can a death investigation close with no body?" "Normally?" He asked. "Weeks. Sometimes even months." "This one closed in under two hours." Silence on his end, before he spoke. "That's not standard pace, Ashford. That's someone with a direct line making a very specific request." "Cruz Family." "That would be my guess." He paused. "The woman you pulled out... she's supposed to be dead now, and you have her."