Kill Grave Novels & Stories

“This is the last time I am asking!” Kevin started laughing an evil laugh, “Your girlfriend’s old place. He built it back up and there is an underground tunnel you will never find!” Kevin laughed as blood spewed from his mouth. The blood on the ground was pooling up and running down the drain as he took his last breath. After a minute, his body slumped over and Kevin was dead. “Alrighty boys. Have fun cleaning that up and I suggest you wear gloves.” Kyle said as he smiled at me.

I shout so loudly my voice cracks, only this time, I didn't say the last part in English-it was full on Latin. The Demon starts to convulse and Uncle John's already dead-looking flesh begins ripping away from the sockets connecting his arms, spilling out the pungent odor of death. My palm goes to my face as pain overwhelms me. Zack steps ahead of me, repeating my exact words. "Tulit autem dic mihi qua Skylar!" "Caemeterium..." Zull gets out before thick black liquid shoots straight up from his mouth, forming into the body of giant reptile with horns and spikey hands.

"Ok ah! This is extraordinary, this is incredible! We don't need to kick the bucket!" "Be that as it may, for what reason would this collar be able to be opened?" Seeing that there was no blast, the netizens were extraordinarily disheartened. Certain individuals even sent shot remarks saying that these individuals would endure due to their solid associations and that the Death Judge purposely eased off of them. Jack looked at the shot remarks and giggled icily. "Congrats. You folks have effectively seen as the fourth key number, 6. It's not what I had expected, however you actually need to pass on!"

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.

There is so much blood. Maya cut her eyes to one of the men behind him. The crew closed in around me. There was something accusing in the way they looked at me. One of them, a man Maya had always been close with, spoke first, his patience already gone. "Mrs. Sterling. You are out of line. Maya is dying. Are you really going to fight her for the rig? "And if it were that bad, you'd be unconscious by now. Where are you finding the breath to argue?"

You'll never find me, Killian. I'm in that cold morgue, waiting for your order to be turned into a pile of ash. #

We hadn’t been around to check out her claims, and she never came back to face Alexander. I couldn’t help but wonder why Kida had waited a whole millennium just to give Alexander a scare. Things were finally looking up, and I really didn’t want him slipping back into that dark place. After what felt like forever digging through old records, I finally stumbled upon something solid—Kida’s grave. Even with my training as a warrior, the creepy quiet of the graveyard sent chills down my spine. It was a mass grave for unnamed soldiers from one of our worst wars, marked by just a single plaque. I felt a mix of relief and unease, grateful to have survived but deeply aware of the heavy losses on both

Kira’s POV The headline stared back at me like a slap in the face: "Summer's Group Mourns Tragic Loss: CEO Kira Summers Killed Dies Tragically on Her Birthday – Remains to Be Laid to Rest on July 21st." Tragically? My ass. They killed me. Straight-up murdered me and think they can just sweep it under the rug with some fake story and a pretty obituary. I could picture it…the boardroom vultures toasting with champagne, dividing up my mother’s empire like it was cake at a party.

“If I remember correctly, my body will be whipped nonstop even if I die. “I’m a kind man. Not only will I not do that after you people die, I’ll make it a point to find good spots to bury your bodies.” Then, Harvey glanced at Kensley, Maisie Xavier, Faceless, Flawless, Carver Ruiz, and others. Every time Harvey shifted his gaze, those people’s expressions would turn darker by the minute. Naturally, he was not planning to bury the hatchet. Instead, he was using the opportunity to weed everything out once and for all! Eliel Braff froze for a moment before he burst out laughing when he was reminded of the four cornerstones of the country.

The mood was very heavy as they gathered around fresh graves, for Pierre, for the loyal guards who had died protecting them, and for Vincenzo. "Killian insisted on burying his brother the right way," Neva whispered to Calla as they watched Killian place a single white rose on Vincenzo's grave. "Even after everything that happened between them." Near Pierre's grave, Kai stood shaking, his face pale from grief. Calla moved carefully toward him, leaning on Killian's arm for support. "Your love was very brave at the end," Calla said softly. "He saved all of us." Kai just nodded, unable to speak through his tears.