Kaori Death Novels & Stories

There is something I want to ask about the woman earlier. "Karmic death? What is that? Her cause of death should be Accidental Death but why karmic? I don't understand." I was just stunned this time because I was overwhelmed by the feeling of what I had seen a while ago. At her young age, she was able to do ugly things. She's only 19 but she did those things apart still she is a woman.

He looked at Kairos disgustingly like the sight of a crying King was an insult. “Enough of this, Kairos.” His voice was all smooth and fake-nice. “The girl is dead. Hunters found remains. Kael killed her to hurt you. It’s over.” Kairos didn’t move. “He wouldn’t. Not like that. He… cared about her. In his own messed-up way.”

There was not a single conniving bone in his body, and while he was very civilian-like, Zen did not waver or back down when he made up his mind. They called her the Death Princess because she killed without mercy. Akiko Kanzaki was born and raised to be the perfect death machine. However, she wavered in front of her death. The first death she experienced in this game rendered her cold with dread. She saw the fear in the eyes of her targets when she visited. She experienced the fear of dying in her harsh training. However, dying in the dungeon was different from those. Each time she woke up to a white ceiling, she questioned herself. “How do you find so much joy in dying?”

Aiko threw the shirt which landed on Kalli’s side. Annoyed, Kalli took the shirt. “Sorry, can you get the white instead?” “Okay.” Aiko opened the bag with her other hand and alternately clicked on phone and checked the bag. Aiko was ambushed and was killed on the spot. “Arrrrrggggghhh.” “Aiko, can you fill the glass for me?” Aiko stared at the pitcher on his side table. Kalli can still move even with the IV attached to him. How come he keeps on bugging her?

I’m so consumed with rage, even Tai’s voice doesn’t lift it, and usually he is my safe place, the one person I can focus on when all my emotions consume me. Entering the cell room, I see Kailor discussing something with one of his guards, and behind the cell bars, Nesrin, body slumped against the wall, head down with her blonde hair raining down over her face. And she is very much dead. I whirl around toward Kailor, who doesn’t even look at me until I stop speaking. “You’re sick...You’re disgusting.” “Akara, you need to leave,” Kailor responds flatly, hardly interested in sparing me a glance.

She made me help in the kitchen to "ground me." It did not work. I am not grounded. I am floating between hope and fear. "Queen Alara," I say. The name feels strange. "My mother. Her death was suspicious. You said. What do you know?" Kael stands. Slow. Wincing. He finds a folder. Thick. Old. Pushes it across the counter. "Car accident," he says. "Official story. Highway. Full moon. Silver in fuel line. Same as my sister."

"She's been studying us." "For years. And Kael? Those three boys who were attacked? They all died in separate 'accidents' within six months of her return. Car crash, hunting accident, and a freak drowning incident. That's not all. Upon their death, she came on Ctok in a now-deleted video. And said those boys got their karma." "But was she active before their death?" Kael asked.

“Why fight him? What did he take from you?” Her breath hitched, her gaze dropping. “My mother,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “She left when I was a kid. Alessio never told me why. Just used her absence to keep me in line.” Kai’s chest tightened, his own ghosts stirring. “My mother died,” he said, the words slipping out before he could stop them. “Car bomb. I was sixteen. Lorenzo said it was a rival, but I never believed him.”

Kaida warned, his grip tightening around my wrist as if trying to suppress the anger. Kai laughed, cupping Kaida's face mockingly. “I admire your strength, brother. It's been six months since Cute Bug died and you've found a replacement, how ironic.” “Kai!” Carlos thundered. “Mind your business, Old man,” Kai retorted. Carlos's jaw ticked. “You should know better than discussing sensitive matters in public. Anyone could—” “He killed her!” Kai shot back. “There’s nothing sensitive… just tragic.” I breathed, shooting Kaida a wary glance. He swallowed, eyes pained.

“You’re a doctor, aren’t you? She is not dead yet! Do something to save her!” Yuri grabbed the front of Akira’s coat, nearly lifting him a few inches off of the ground which is quite a feat in itself, considering the fact that Akira is nearly two heads taller than Yuri. “Do something! Do something…” Yuri’s voice was shaking and growing softer by the minute as the realisation of Miki’s death hit her. “Do something to save her…” Her head was bowed down to prevent Akira from seeing the tears that escaped her eyes. “Please…Akira…”