Kill Grave Novels & Stories

Halil was an excellent shot. If this was it, he wasn't going to fuck up his own death like he'd fucked up everything else. He crouched down and sat on the edge of the grave before pushing himself inside. Something crunched under his booted feet. Rotten wood and bones, he suspected. They'd excavated an old grave. They would kill him and cover his body with the soil. They'd pay the cemetery caretaker to look the other way until grass grew over the grave and it looked the same as every other.

Ajax stood, wiping his brow, and threw the shovel aside, climbing out of the grave. “There,” he said, pointing. I took a step forward, but Tyler stopped me. Kade dropped down into the grave without hesitation, landing in a crouch. He looked up at me one last time, lip curled to reveal an angry sneer, before he reached down and opened the coffin lid with a creak of wood. Whatever he saw in there made him freeze.

" Kimmel has been trying to reach you all evening! Tom and Nikk Saunders are alive, and a few minutes ago, there was this HUGE explosion at the graveyard where they buried Kyle at the Ridge residence! I think you should come and see him he must be awake by now." I didn't even wait for Jordan to finish his sentence before I dashed to the Ridge residence and found Kimmel and some of his workers gathered around Kyle's graveyard, " I'm here!" I said as I ran and stood by Kimmel who gave way for me to see Kyle for myself. When I saw Kyle, my smile disappeared because he was still dead, though his body didn't rot. After all, Veilah will be the one to cause that to happen to his body, not even deat

I said my voice slightly breaking. "You made me look like a fool, all the combats and training and killing was for nothing but to make me just like you, a killer that gets to live with the guilt forever. Goodbye Rarf, you'll be better off in hell." I said as I clicked the gun ready to unload every bullet in his hardened heart.

I could feel Sam attempting to MindLink. Me- Do you really need me this second Beta? Sam- The Gamma is here. Me- Thank you Beta. Kelly is coming off her high and rolls off of me. “Love the Gamma Roger is here. Shower and I’ll be back shortly.” She nods. The doors on the elevator open and I see Ralph standing outside the cell door crying. And not a manly cry, he is ugly crying. “He’s dead Alpha.” Ralph sobs pointing to the cot. I run up to him and look in the cell. Kelvin is laying on the cot blue clearly dead.

The details felt foggy now, shrouded in a haze of panic and disbelief, the edges blurring like a dream fading upon waking. Lilith continued gently, her words weaving a net of logic around his fraying thoughts. “Think about it logically. Valentina is dead. You saw it yourself. You saw her being buried six feet under.” Kennedy closed his eyes, surrendering to the pull of the memory. The dirt hitting the sack again, each shovelful a dull, final punctuation that he watched from the varenda. The stillness that followed, unbroken by any sign of life. The silence, profound and absolute, enveloping the grave like a shroud.

she spat. “Now that I am at your mercy, you can as well kill me. I have prepared my mind for this outcome the moment I decided to assassinate you. At least, I can join my lady in the underworld.” Violet muttered, her eyes had swollen as a result of her cries. She bit her lower lips dejectedly, staring weakly at Killian. “Jared is dead.” Killian finally revealed after some seconds of silence. “What?” Violet asked in shock, her eyes bulging wide.

I called Griffen to warn him of what I saw in his future before I saw mine. "Griff. I'm sorry. You are all going to die, and I think…so are we." "What you talking about, Storm? What happened?" Griffen demands with the sound of a heavy base in the background. "I saw nothing but death tonight. Kage choking on his own blood. Ajax with a bullet in his brain. Avery's skin is being eaten away. Booker is drowning in a pool. And you with your throat slashed as you struggle to breathe. There was a black dog with glowing red eyes and fur that moved like smoke howling mournfully while a pink-haired buxom woman looked with resolve etched into her face while tears streamed down it uncontrollably."

The realization that I was dead and would never again sit with everyone I loved overwhelmed me, and I began to weep uncontrollably. “Clara…” I turned in surprise at the sound of Lucas’s voice. I watched as he approached, a vibrant bouquet of red roses cradled in his arms. I stood frozen as he placed the flowers atop my gravestone. He sighed quietly. For a moment, I feared he could see me. His eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot with exhaustion. Stubble lined his jaw, and no emotion appeared in his gaze. I glanced at the bouquet and laughed softly. “Who brings red roses to a funeral, Lucas? I honestly don’t know what to say to you.”

My father, distracted at work, fell from a high structure and died on the spot. My mother, unable to endure the loss, drank poison in front of our graves. Timothy never found out the truth about his parents' deaths. With the support from Rachel's parents, he built his own company, staying together in love with Rachel for the rest of his life. Fragment after fragment drifted past me, until finally, I saw the very same floating comment that had once warned me about the poisoned test paper. However, there was no malice in it. Only warmth. [Congratulations, Jessie Love. You've escaped your destined death. From now on, live well.]