Larpers Find Dead Body Novels & Stories

But this time, I did see it. Bodies. Dead bodies, all swarming with flies. On the very top of the stack, was Liam’s corpse, covered in decayed blood. Some of his limbs were missing and a silver dagger had been struck in his chest. “Liam!” I called, racing to him like I could actually save him, but before I could get to him, the bodies… disappeared, his included. I turned to Lilth. “What the hell was that?” I question unable to hide the irritation in my voice.

I hastily move closer with indistinct chatter roaming in my ears. My eyes grasps the sight of five dead bodies on the ground. Blood all over and massive wholes around the axis of their chest where the heart is. “It is clear the heart eater has done this” Kyle mutters by my side. My eyes pepperish and my fist clenched with my claws piercing my palms. “This has to stop now!“ I growl huskily…

I stared at him for what felt like days, before my suspicions were cleared as the Loudspeakers turned on. "Attention all Contestants. A body has been found in the bathrooms. Please meet there now. Once everyone has gathered, the investigation will officially begin, so please make your way there quickly." ... ... "What the HELL?!" Poppy cried out, stumbling back after realizing that Jambo had been killed. I moved back as well, staring at his body, trying to figure out how the hell this could have happened. One of us was murdered again. One of us had murdered again.

Worse than before. The moment we round the corner, I come to a full stop. Three bodies lie crumpled beneath the northern wall. Warriors. From my best unit. Limbs twisted unnaturally, eyes wide open– like death caught them mid-breath. Their chests… Hollowed out. Torn. Hearts missing. A chorus of gasps ripples through the small crowd gathering– someone from the pack must've stumbled upon this, hence the growing crowd. Lyra stops beside me, her hand instinctively finding mine. I squeeze it, needing the tether before the rage consumes me.

LILA I found the body just after nightfall, half-hidden beneath the collapsed stone near the southern ridge. One of the guards had called out when they spotted movement. By the time I reached the edge of the courtyard, the wolf was already dead, he was one of the Red Hand soldiers, dressed in black leather armor with blood marks etched into the cuffs. His mask had slipped halfway off, revealing a slack mouth and a brutal burn across one side of his face. It wasn’t the body that caught my attention. It was the mark.

Evil, excitement, and mischief glowed in her eyes. "Easy moonie, haha!" Lan chuckled, and Moon huffed, walking closer to Lan's position. "There are more people than we had predicted. Following the north, a pile of bodies had been thrown there. Most of which cannot be detected. However, fewer heads are there, and more bodies are there. He announced, and Laila scrunched her nose up. "The first group had their hearts dug out, and the second were arm and limbless; now these are headless. What are they doing there?"

" My father grumbled beside me. I disgustedly stared at the warrior as he walked him, I watched in anticipation as curiosity was visible in everyone's faces and eyes as they followed the warrior every damn step. "Greetings….." He submissively bowed down. "Why do you want to see me……?" Alpha Den went straight to the point. "I am sorry for disturbing you, I didn't know you guys were eating…." He apologized. "What is done has already been done, so tell me why are here….?" Alpha Den asked. "We found a dead body around the packed garden during our patrol this morning….." He muttered as everyone gaped in terror. I silently smiled with my father through the mind link as we also forged surprise.

deliberate. Her investigation led her to a small, secluded grove near the edge of the battlefield. There, hidden amidst the fallen trees and tangled undergrowth, she found him. Rhys. Not dead, as she’d initially assumed, but wounded, his eyes glazed over, his body contorted in an unnatural position. Beside him lay a small, intricately carved wooden box, its surface etched with symbols she recognized as belonging to the Shadow Stalkers.

Marina's Pov I woke up alone. For a second, panic clawed at my throat. He left. The deal was fake. I was alone again. My hand went to my chest, pressing against the hollow ache that felt too familiar. Then I heard a dragging sound. Heavy. Wet. I pushed out of the tent and my breath stopped. Lycan was dragging a body. A dead wolf. Its throat was torn open, hanging by threads of skin and muscle. Blood soaked the ground in a dark trail behind it. Near what was left of the fire, two more bodies lay crumpled and broken.

Their faces were pale, and their eyes were wide. "My lords!” the first guard shouted. “You need to come. Now.” Rhydian frowned. “What is it?” "We were patrolling near the lower east valley, near the pine foothills. We found… two bodies. Young ones. Teens. Lycanis." Gasps spread through the room. Rhydian's expression hardened. "Take me there.” The smell of blood hit them when they arrived at the location. A crowd had already gathered. Villagers knelt in the clearing, some covering their mouths, others weeping openly and there on the bare floor lay the two bodies.