Lady Death Comic Book Novels & Stories

As Lucas had confirmed, it indeed was Lady Death—Diana Roberts. “She’s passed out!” Diana called out firmly, handing over Natasha to Carter who, with Katie went on to set her in the med bay. Without another word, Diana was turning to leave when another flash of lightning tore through the facility. It was pink this time. “Carol!” exclaimed both Carter and Katie. “Some souls got out and Prometheus is still stuck far out in the city!” Carol said to Diana. “Yeah, I met one,” she replied. “Lady Death in the flesh! W-Where have you been all this time, I mean, you used to be you know...all killing and everything...?” Carter was saying before Katie nudged him in the shoulder. “I’m not that person an

I replied with a smile. Catherine was indeed beautiful. She had very long thick lashes and cute big eyes that fit perfectly on her round face. Fat cheeks and full attractive cheeks with well-accentuated curves and a beautiful heart as well. All the things I didn't have but wish I did. "Tonight is the night when you my girl takes back fully what truly belongs to you," Catherine said with a wink while proceeding to adjust her earring in the mirror. I smiled and picked up my purse from the table.

“You're... Is that you? But, how? What exactly-” Her body suddenly turned away. The clear purple dress that wrapped her doll-like body, fluttered with a cold chill as cold as my hands at this moment. A Luna who should have been in my place, a Mate to Prince Charles, was now standing in front of me. “Luna! Wait for me!” I called out to her. Her shadow slowly faded away. I followed where she went at a trot. Luna Delancy. According to the photo I kept inside my dress, she died at least five years ago. But I'm pretty sure she's been dead longer than that. Just like my mother, an Alpha killed her.

“God, I’m dying.” In the underground library, surrounded by piles of books on the cold floor, I’m sitting leaning against a bookshelf. It’s been three days since we found that notebook. Two days since Lady Starcovesky’s daughter-in-law was swiftly executed by one of Lukas’ people. One day since I’ve slept for longer than an hour.

My tone laced with anger as I questioned furiously yet my heart was desperately waiting for an answer. “I… I… Lycan…. It's… it's…. Was … Lady,” That was the last thing the lady said before her blood splashed over my body and she dropped dead to the floor. “Have you gone mad?!!! Have you completely lost it?!!” Before I couldn't comprehend the situation Travis yelled at her. I looked at the lady's lifeless body on the floor, I clenched my fist as anger ran through my blood. “You are the one who has completely lost it; how can you stand there confidently when she just tried to kill the Lycan,” Ava yelled at Travis as she dropped the sword she had used to kill the lady on the floor, and it was c

The lady who seemed to be the leader, spoke. “And what do you want?” I asked, with a shaky voice. “I want you dead. And if your friends love you that much, she can follow you to the afterlife.” The lady replied as her claws came out smoothly. She was a wolf, and her scent was a bit familiar. In fact, their scent was familiar, but I couldn’t make out who they were exactly. “Why would you want me dead?” I managed to make my voice loud and clear. “Because you deserve to die. A murderer like you is a terror that needs to die down. Girls, are you ready?” The lady asked the other females.

But the shape of her body…it was something he constantly sees in Shamrock. Yet, there was another female figure. Her hair was identical to the all-red lady. The only difference is that this woman was in all black apparel. Black and red—those ladies might be indulged in something; in a serious discussion, to be precise. He spotted the head of a fallen English werewolf spiked in a long iron spear situated at the middle—in between the black lady and the red lady. “I have missed you, daughter,” the lady in black muttered. Dorrien could clearly hear due to his werewolf senses but not vividly see as he was a few feet away from those creatures.

Death's tone still lacked emotion. "Luce we have another gu-" Peter's voice got muffled. Lucifer went to run out but stopped when a woman came through the tavern's doors. Death turned around, emotion returning to his face in full force. He couldn't hide his astonishment. The woman stood 6'2" with long white hair that went down to her shoulder blades. Her brown irises had a cut of white in them. Her sleeveless red shirt and red shorts wrapped tightly around her body revealing a clear muscular figure. Her pale skin matched Death's, causing Kahvis to shift his gaze between the two. Her expression looked like someone who had just been woken up.

Lucas asked leaning towards Raphael. "I didn't find her she found me. She was adjusting her lens in the window of my car today. Later I found that she is my new assistant and her real name is Emily." Raphael finished his whiskey in one shot. "Fuck." Aidan swore under his breath. He doesn't know if he should laugh at his friend's fate or be thankful that he had finally found the girl he was so obsessed with. The girl Raphael had been searching for like a mad man unexpectedly, came walking back into his life all on her own.

They both walked into the room holding hands with neutral faces, like they didn't almost break character some minutes ago. “Thank God” Silver muttered under her breath. The maids were clearing all of our plates including Lucian's, he barely touched his food. Right when I was contemplating on whether to continue or not. Aiden chipped in a question, setting the room for me to continue “So the Lady a wolf too? How did she die?” I met his eyes for the first time since I stepped into his room, she was curious but his eyes had something. Like he knows something. “She should be a wolf for the moon goddess to interfere,” Mom added.