Lady Death Fanfiction Novels & Stories

So, I lean in and press a soft, lingering kiss to his lips, a silent promise to love him always, and a grounding reminder of who I am… before I take my first step into the life I was born to live. Then, I turn and begin to walk forward. Lady Celestia’s body still lies sprawled on the floor, unmoving. Her eyes remain open, but the light is gone. Gone. Her chest no longer rises. She’s… dead. I step over her without flinching. It feels like I’m crossing the final shadow of my past. I doubt she’ll rest in peace knowing I not only took the man she desperately wanted but also the throne that was always meant for me.

I step back avoiding the debris from falling on me She gets the debris off of her and slowly gets up on her feet “I will make a deal with you, my sweet Liam” she spit out blood “You are in no position to negotiate” Death scythe floats beside me “If you defeat me, I will tell you where to find him but if I win…you know what comes next” “Like I said before, it’s never gonna happen” “Okay. Truthfully, I can’t remember the last time I had this so much fun. I owe you one and I promise to look after you once you become mine” she grins mischievously

A Deadly Confrontation: The sight of Lily standing there, with that aggravating smile on her lips, triggered a surge of mixed feelings in me. Part of me wanted to run to her and give in to the pull she'd always had on me. But the other part, the one shaped by Alice's steadfast love and support, recoiled at the mere concept. "Lily," I managed to croak out, my voice filled with dread and barely restrained rage. "What are you doing here?" Her eyes glinted with malicious enjoyment as she stepped deeper into the room, briefly focusing on Alice. "Why, I was simply passing by and couldn't resist the urge to check in on my dear Arnold," she murmured, her tone oozing with fake concern. I felt Alice s

“Go” “She started convulsing and fell to the ground. She screamed and clawed at her mark, she is dead” the voice on the other end says. Lucas disconnects the call. “She is dead isn’t she?” David asks. “She is,” Lucas projects his Alpha Lord Aura. “How did your fated mate die and don’t lie.” David tries to fight this powerful aura, but can’t.

Her hands closed around my neck like the constricting coils of a deadly serpent, threatening to suffocate me. My breath caught, stifled momentarily. I strained against her hold, but it felt as though all the strength and energy in the world had coalesced within her grasp. Agonizing pain surged through me, radiating from my flesh to my very core. I fought against the torment, steadfastly resisting as she effortlessly lifted me into the air. "This won't be a painful death, Idrish. I'm guiding you to where you belong. No need to—" Lady Montay's words were abruptly cut short. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her grip on me gradually weakened.

“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.

I mumbled, my lips teasing her groin. She moaned with pleasure. As I climbed on top of her and pressed myself deep into her body, a single thought burned in my mind: That Lycan bitch is dead.

Aidan asked with confusion. "It's nothing! Lucas just saw a pregnant girl in the theatre and then he met another girl in the VIP section of this club. He was bloody drunk and he mixed both of them up and created a scene in front of everyone by yelling at the poor girl that where was her baby?" Raphael shot Lucas a sharp look. "I did not mix them up! It was the same girl." Lucas pointed an accusing finger at Raphael, clearly getting offended by Raphael's lack of trust in him. "How are you so sure that it was the same girl?" Aidan questioned.

"They are dead, but that doesn't give you the right to speak wrongly of others. You're no different to me." Stepping beside me, Trisha pulled the lollipop stick out of her mouth. "I suggest you get your fake ass self away from this situation before I grab a pin and pop those stupid duck lips of yours." Tanya glared at Trisha before licking her lips. "Whatever... you're not even worth my time." "Ditto." Smirked Trisha. Watching Tanya leave down the hall, I released the breath I was holding. "I can't wait for the day I can show her what for."

His expression went cold despite itself. "She's faking it. Catherine is a werewolf—strong, resilient. She wouldn't die that easily. Is this some new trick to win my sympathy?" The subordinate's lips trembled. "That's not it... Alpha." Leo cut him off: "What did she promise you to make you lie for her? Go tell Catherine—if she's really dead, I'll call the priest to perform her funeral rites." The suffocating despair wrapped around me once more. I wanted to leave.