Lawliet Death Note Novels & Stories

Either way, the ear between the empire and the law had just tightened another knot. Back at his office, Lorenzo stared out the windows at the city lights burning against the night. Somewhere out there, Sophia De Luca was breathing, unaware that her name was now etched in the center of a police investigation. And Lorenzo swore slightly to himself that this time, no matter the cost, the truth would come out. The death of the journalist would not be another forgotten file.

“They don’t lie easy. Someone always cracks first.” The door closed behind him. Ophelia stared at the blank screen. Her lawyer began speaking… rapid, reassuring, strategy already forming. She barely heard him. Because in her mind, she could still see it. Lucien’s face on the video. His voice steady. His final smile in death. And the question that now burned brighter than any accusation: If he was willing to die for this lie… …what else had he already set in motion?

“Is it the law that even if accidental, all accidents that result in bodily harm such as death still recieve the death penalty?” “Yes.” “So, even if Haily Mertens accidentally sliced the artery, she should still be found guilty in the eyes of the court?” “Yes, regardless of the situation, Haily deserves to be behind bars.” “No further questions.” Mr. Francis returned to his seat. “Ms. St. Claire?” “Thank you.” Standing up, Lilith got to work. “How many murders have you worked?” “Not sure, dozen or so.” “We don’t get many murders, do we?” Lilith acted like she was his friend.

Spark Written by Victor Olusa Episode 23 . . Death Note laid on the roof of a nearby skyscraper with a long range sniper in his hands, his right index finger on the trigger and the other hand supporting the heavy gun. He smirked as he watched through the lens, the way the copy of him got shot on the head by Tom and his body was dragged out. "I knew you will eliminate me" Death Note said and pulled the trigger, and the bullet left the Gun mouth and headed so fast and broke through the glass of the skyscraper and it hit Tom on his side head.

From: Death Note L Are you asleep? Patrice bit her lip as her heart beat faster upon seeing L’s name. She sighed. To: Death Note L Not yet. Patrice anxiously waited for his reply. Yes, she was nervous and she exactly doesn’t know why. She just is. From: Death Note L Are you still thinking of what I told you? Patrice shook all the thoughts away. To: Death Note L No. I am studying. Okay, she lied. She didn’t know what to reply. She doesn’t want to lie but she definitely and absolutely doesn’t want to admit that she is still bothered by it.

Lawrence’s move was a declaration of war. The information they desperately needed lay locked within Lila’s mind. She had been at the epicenter of the explosion, a witness to the events that had set this chain reaction in motion. But her fragile condition made it impossible to interrogate her. Jake was torn between his desire to protect her and the urgent need to gather intelligence. Every passing moment was a risk, with Lawrence and the Drakkons gaining ground. The lack of clues was a suffocating pressure. The urgency of Lawrence’s actions demanded immediate attention, but Lila was a key to understanding what was happening.

Takeshi Yamamoto remained motionless, his katana gleaning under the light. "The matter," De Luca continued, "concerns a violation of our most sacred law. A law that has protected our families for generations and separates us from the animals." He paused, letting the silence stretch for suspension purposes. What point is he trying to make? "Lucien Moretti has killed a civilian." The words were like a detonated grenade as my eyebrows dipped into a frown. Huh!? I almost laughed. The table shifted almost—no… instantly. Chairs creaked as Dimitri's eyebrows rose, Vargas stopped sounding and sat up right, and even Madame Chen's jade pendant swung slightly as she turned her head to look at me.

he said, which made me close my hand even more. If that’s the case, I need to be ready. A few minutes later, a man came to us, “Excuse me,” he said, so we looked at him. He seriously looked at me, “SPO2 Patrick Smith, right?” He asked me. “Yeah,” I answered, “Who are you?” I asked him. “I’m Rafael Lawliet, the person who killed Nate Keehl,” he seriously said, so Sage and I looked at each other. Then, we looked at him. Impossible!

Yes, I will come out now to get it" he said to the other party of phone What's the matter" Liam asked looking at him The result for the note found" Joel said Go on and get it" Riley said Joel nodded and left immediately Liam still looked at the computer As Riley sat down at the other extreme of the office looking at her own computer too Miss Riley don't you think is fishy" Liam asked What's fishy" Riley asked The fact that even after killing the murderer won't be detected" Liam said as Riley nodded It can only be concluded that she has an inside helper" Riley said as Liam raised his head

Lillian said standing on the threshold to his office. “Hmm?” He flicked a look over his shoulder. As always when at work, Lillian was the perfect picture of a paralegal, her blonde hair slicked back into a sophisticated chignon, her pale blue pant suit elegant, understated femininity, and her make-up tasteful and simple. She was a poster child for vanilla sex. “How can I help you, Lilli?” He straightened and turned to face her. “I don’t know if you heard, there was a death at Zeus two days ago.”