Lady Death Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

But after my death, she was still twisting the truth to her advantage. I hated her. I hated that I died too soon. I hated that I never saw through her facade while I was alive. I had given her the chance to hurt me and to hurt my mother. I shouted with all my strength from the sidelines, begging Allen not to be fooled by her innocent face. But he couldn't hear me, and he couldn't see the fury churning in my eyes. Fortunately, his mind was too preoccupied with my condition to pay her any attention. He brushed Sadie's hand away, forcing her back onto the hospital bed.

Darkness spots along the corners of my vision, creeping in slowly. The feeling of wrongness intensifies. Fear punches into my heart. A thought pierces through my mind. Lady’s fist is close to my face now. I move my head to the side and grab her wrist. The shouts return. Lady’s scream burst into my ear. Her feet kick mine out from under me. I’m going to die here. I fall to the ground with a loud thud. Lady wastes no time, jumping on top of me and throwing punch after punch after punch.

“He said that?” She nods. “Yup. Then winked at me, which I hated, and left.” “Sounds about right.” She studies me for a beat too long. “El… you sure you’re okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I almost laugh. Not quite. I just nod. “Yeah. Just tired.” Halle doesn’t push. That’s another reason I keep her close—she knows when to let something lie. “Well, I’m grabbing coffee. You want your usual?”

She knew what they were thinking — what they had already decided about her. By the time she entered the dining hall, her appetite had vanished. She sat quietly, pushing food around her plate without tasting it. Across from her, Aunt Zaria studied her in silence, her sharp gaze weighing more than any words. At last, she set down her wine and spoke. “The rumor has spread,” Zaria said. “By morning, it will reach every corner of Crestwood. Wolves believe their Luna is searching for a mate.” Leora’s chest tightened. She set her fork down, trembling slightly. “I never said that. I never—”

I bit my lip and sighed. "I just exist for death, I can kill but rarely do, it's very difficult to explain but I know how everyone will leave this existence except for you, I only know when you won't perish because you're my soulmate," I mumbled softly. He eyed me questionably and glanced out the window, avoiding my eyes. He exhaled harshly and leaned back against the seat. "Alright Sebastian, you're Death and my soulmate. Does that make me Life," he asked curiously. I bit my lip and chuckled, it couldn't be that simple, I highly doubted that. I side eyed him and grinned.

Her eyes moved toward the lips of the young woman and she swallowed as soon as she noticed that the woman’s lip was split in two. “You like?” lady of death asked with a grin on her face and stood back up. “I brought you here, to help me, Alesha.” She informed while walking towards a table. “And why do you think I would do that?” Alesha asked the young woman as her brows creased I’m annoyed. “Oh! But you will…” the lady of death replied as she turned to face her bounded prisoner. “You see, I know every single thing about you…who you are, your family, your love life, and your friends. Even your fears and weaknesses.” She finally said and giggled.

"You'll have to excuse me if I'm not in a hurry to see our game end." "I prefer it this way." Mike climbed on the bed with her. "And I appreciate getting to know you a little bit better." "It won't matter once you're dead," Lily informed him. Mike was on his hands and knees over her now, the stars up above casting light on the scene. "Once you die, everything you are goes away. It's as simple as that." "I wouldn't be so sure." Mike leaned forward, planting his lips gently on hers. What the fuck? Lily thought, then froze when she saw the predatory look in his eyes.

In the haunting depths of his eyes, she glimpsed the dance of death itself, an unrestrained force ready to consume her existence. I am dead. *** Enjoyed the twist in Hazel and Wyatt's story? Share your thoughts and feedback! Follow me on In stagram - aditisaxenaofficial for more updates and explore my other captivating stories. I would recommend you to try WHEN A BULLY FALLS IN LOVE.

"You look... pleased. What happened?" My grin widening. "Unexpected progress," I replied, the joy in my voice undeniable. Thorne’s eyes narrowed, clearly puzzled by my uncharacteristic optimism. "Progress? How so?" I took a moment to relish the confusion on his face. "You were right, Thorne. I believe she is my mate, and I'm finally getting through to her." Thorne looked taken aback, struggling to wrap his mind around my words. "Nikita? The Luna of Death? Your mate?"