Masumi Max Death Novels & Stories

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

"According to the coroner, Ms. Giselle Moore died between 9:00 pm and 10:00 pm last night. The cause of death was an acute asthma attack, though the wound on her forehead also contributed to her rapid decline." Gary felt as though his heart had stopped beating. "So it was an asthma attack… That inhaler…" Before he could finish, Zachary hurled a disc across the table. His voice was cold. "When we looked into it, we realized the surveillance footage from your house had been tampered with. Our technical team managed to recover the deleted files. Take a look at what a 'kind' person your sister Sophia actually is."

I headed straight for the bathroom, leaning against the door momentarily, trying to catch my breath. I stripped off my clothes like they were suffocating me and stepped into the shower, turning the dial as far into hot as it would go and let the water hit me hard. My skin burned, but I welcomed it. Maximino was alive. How? He was dead. He was supposed to be dead. But the voice on that call wasn’t a ghost. He was real. He knew too much. He knew everything. And we really didn’t see his dead body. Only heard of it.

Finally, I was free of her. Even though I'd been reborn, the memory of how she'd stabbed me to death in my previous life still haunted me. At the time, that same man had stopped us, speaking humbly as he asked us to do him a small favor. At first, I was going to agree, but the moment I saw it was a USB drive, I refused without hesitation. Seeing that I wouldn't budge, he tried to appeal to my emotions. "Miss, please help me out. This USB contains confidential company information. We need it tomorrow!"

“Okay.” After Peter’s death, many things in Maximus’s life had changed. The very day Peter’s remains were to be cremated, Mary vanished. She hadn’t said a word, not even a goodbye. It wasn’t until everyone noticed her absence that they realized she had gone. Maximus assumed she had used the chaos surrounding his brother’s death to make her escape, but as usual, he was far from the truth.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

"Your wolf is dead, and you probably won't make it past three days. You should get your affairs in order." Was I dying? But I hadn't found Clara yet. If I died, would Dad and Mom finally forgive me?

When they entered, all they saw was a dead body devoid of any signs of life. “Forefather!” Jin, the greatest Japanese Shaman Master, had also kicked the bucket. Soon, weeping sounds filled the room. On the international dark web, in the exclusive section of GPE the next morning, explosive news filled every column there. The great Demigod of the Celestial Empire, Maxime, perished three days ago, while the Great Shaman of Japan, Jin, passed away yesterday.

The man got a point. He turned away and closed his eyes again, I thought that was it but he broke the silence again, "One time Isaac and his men attacked us. I got shot while protecting your dear father but the dick ran away for his dear life and left me to die." He said, "But you know who saved me? Maxwell did, he helped me a lot after, he treated me like family, not just a slave who does the dirty work for him. He saved me, not once but many times and when everything was taken away from me, he gave me reasons to live for so yeah, forgive me but guess I have the right to mourn his death." Frustration and anger covered his words. He leaned forward and pressed his elbows to his knees, he plac