Lady Death Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sava, A girl who can remember past of someone was destined to visit the drion masion along with her brat friends. Drion mansion is the house where the quint and old piano was hiden, with a full mystery. But they were happened to trap there.

In the fifth year of my marriage, I died in my sleep. However, I was born with a strange ability. Every time I died, I would come back to life at the exact moment before my last death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at 11:11 p.m. on the night I died. Unable to find the killer, I became trapped in an endless loop. The second time, I stayed up all night trying to catch whoever was behind it, but found nothing. The moment I let my guard down during the day and closed my eyes, I died instantly. The third time, I refused to believe it and had my husband, Emmett Berkeley, lock the bedroom and seal the windows. I still died the next day. The fourth time, I stayed alone in the bedroom, forcing myself to stay awake for three days straight to find the killer. By the third day, I couldn’t hold on any longer. My vision went black, and I died again. By the fifth time, I had gone insane. Right in front of Emmett, I grinned and hacked something to death. Blood splattered across the entire wall. Looking at Emmett trembling in the corner, I licked the blood from my lips and smiled faintly. "Honey, don’t you love me? Help me take the fall, okay?" The man who used to love me deeply pointed at me in horror, screaming, "Y-you found out… You knew, didn’t you…?"

Aurora just got out of an abusive relationship and walked out with an inferiority complex, low self-esteem, and zero self-confidence plus depression. A few weeks later, she's jumping right back in but this time, with the hottest guy on campus. Ex on one side trying to get back her attention, Aurora on the other side, leaving her best life with her newly found knight in shining armor. What she didn't know was that her college prince charming wasn't exactly who she thought he was and she, on the other hand, was busy living in her imagination of a perfect gentleman while there was none. She discovered soon enough only to be left with two options; Stay just friends with her prince charming who had been secretly having an affair with the same girl that has been broke her previous relationship or walk out on the duo and leave behind a beautiful friendship she just started experiencing for the first time in 22 years. What she didn't know, however, was that her Prince Charming was already head over heels in love with her but was scared to admit it.

"How can I be mated to two creatures? Not just any, both a vampire and a wolf?." Alpha Muriel screamed at heedah in a bid to vent her pain and anger. "It's not about screaming now Riel, it's about chosing. The priestess has giving you two options, be quick to grab the best." Heedah admonished nonchalantly but there was still that hint of worry and sadness. "I feel so cursed right now. Why does it have to be me? Why does the cruelest things always befall me? I try my best to be a good leader and Alpha but all I got in return is pain." Alpha Muriel cried out.

I died on the day I was supposed to form a mate bond with Alpha Ragnar. Since I did not show up, he went ahead and performed the ceremony with his childhood sweetheart, Nina. “Selena has already been marked by me, yet she still threw caution to the wind and cheated with a rogue. Her betrayal has brought shame upon us. She’s not worthy of being the pack’s Luna!” With just one careless sentence, Ragnar made my family a disgrace of the pack. My father was once a great warrior of the pack. He lost his wolf saving Ragnar, only to be drowned in a river as punishment for supposedly failing to discipline his own daughter. Our blood bond allowed me to feel his pain. However, I had been locked in a sealed, abandoned interrogation room—a silver cage. The mechanism inside was accidentally triggered, and thick poisonous gas filled the space. It killed me slowly and painfully. After my soul left my body, I appeared beside Ragnar and heard him say to Nina, “Thanks for your help today. If Selena hadn’t acted so foolishly, you wouldn’t have had to take her place in the ceremony. Ever since I marked her, she’s been getting bolder, thinking my affection gives her a free pass. How dare she skip such an important ceremony?!” However, the noble Alpha Ragnar seemed to have forgotten something. Just seven days ago, he threw me into a silver cage meant only for the most dangerous criminals to appease Nina. “You hurt Nina, so you must face the consequences. Take these three days to reflect. If you still won't admit your mistake, then don’t even think about ever leaving this place for the rest of your life.” I waited three days and then three more. The poisonous gas and silver ate away at my body, corroding me from the outside in. I endured seven days of unbearable pain before I finally died. When my body was found, it had been so ravaged by the poison that I was unrecognizable. As for the arrogant Alpha? He had completely lost his mind.

Meredith has been heart broken for nearly two years avoiding dating when she suddenly finds herself alone with the CEO's son on an elevator. He offers her a contract that changes her life til death do they part.

On the day Tristan Spallone, the head of a mafia family, and I mark our fifth wedding anniversary, the manager of the Spallone family vault calls. Something that was stored away for a long time has finally come due, and Tristan is to retrieve it. He's so busy that he barely has a moment to breathe, so I go in his place. What I bring back is an old roll of film. The manager warned me that if it wasn’t developed soon, its age might cause it to be ruined beyond recovery. But when I have them developed, frame after frame is filled with Winnie Leigh, his first love. Her smile looks so sweet in those pictures that they nearly suffocate me. What about me, one may ask? I never once appeared on his albums. The office door slams open. Tristan bursts in, already out of breath. "Anna, is your life really so empty that you have to dig through mine?" I turn toward him, the man who's usually so composed. I neither question him nor break down. Instead, I speak slowly. "We're getting a divorce." Tristan frowns and thrusts the stack of photos into the shredder. He then looks back at me. "They're gone. Do you still want a divorce?" A bitter smile tugs at my lips. "Yes."

A Rich Boss, Mr. Martin, fell in love with their family lady butler, Ms. Jasmin. He was obsessed and in love with their family lady butler. Jasmin had a crush with the boss since the first time she came to the mansion. Mr. Martin made her fall in love with him in his sweet domineering way. Jasmin fell deeply in love with him. The secret love affair took years of a relationship that made them more deeply in love. One day, Jasmin meet a guy who fell in love with her. This made Mr. Martin got jealous and planned to make Jasmin get pregnant to make her stay in his life forever. Getting pregnant made her decision of leaving her job as a family butler of her sweet lover. She left the city and give birth to a son, an heir to the business throne of Mr. Martin. After four years, Jasmin came back with his three-year-old son and accidentally meet her son's father, Mr. Martin. The accidental meeting has begun the chaos in Mr. Martin's life. Running and hiding started in Jasmin's life trying all her best not to meet again Mr. Martin. The Rich Boss had never stopped looking for Jasmin for four years. What now? he got a son with her and will never give up on them. At the end of nowhere to go, Jasmin tired and stopped running. She has to faced him now to make things clear for both of them.

Late one night after getting off work, I was scrolling through my company group chat when a colleague shared a piece of news. The headline was horrifying. "Night-Shift Courier Murdered During Delivery, Police Suspect Robbery." I zoomed in on the crime scene photo that had been partially pixelated, and a chill ran straight down my spine. Lying in a pool of blood, the courier who had been hacked to death was unmistakably me. I had scrolled into news of my own death. Almost at the same time, my delivery app began vibrating violently. "Urgent pickup! Destination: Unit 704 Hawthorne Ridge Apartments, Building 7. Time limit: 15 minutes. Penalty for timeout: Death." As I stared at the notification that read "Pickup failed three times", the searing pain of my brutal death surged through my body. So that was it. I had already died three times. When I forced open the half-closed security door of 704 for the fourth time, a thin delivery envelope lay quietly inside. I tore it open. A photograph slipped out. It was a picture of my dismembered body. The timestamp showed tomorrow at 7:00 a.m. On the back was a single line written in fresh blood: "Next time, remember to pick it up on time." At that moment, the red indicator light on the hallway surveillance camera suddenly went dark. I looked up. From the ventilation opening in the exact same spot, a single eye was staring straight at me. The mole at the corner of that eye was identical to mine.

Agatha Ignacio, the woman who does not have her own decisions in life. Submissive to my husband, Dymon Ignacio- the man I was forced to marry, as payment for my parents' debt. No matter how hard I tried to love Dymon, I couldn't. It's hard to force love on someone who I will never like because of his bad attitude. Joseph Ignacio, the real son of Don Jose Ignacio. Grew up in another country, because his parents were separated. So when Joseph was still young his Mommy took him to New York. While Don Jose adopted so that everyone would recognize that this is his son. But Joseph's sudden arrival at the mansion. Even the Don was surprised by the son's sudden return home. Can Agatha survive the hands of her abusive husband? What if the exchange of saving Joseph is Agatha's love? How will they fight the relationship that the only one who has the right is Dymon?