Minato Death Stare Novels & Stories

Alliah greeted cheerfully in between, and as Daniela calls his name in a whisper, he placed a satisfactory smile. The hunter with his blood, who owns a pair of azure eyes and dark long hair tied in a bun, by which life only revolves to his desire and promise to protect one. JK smirks as their sight found each other now locking with the hate and unforgiving reason that both of them even didn’t know what or why. “Tsk!” smirking it triggered a death stare for the both of them. Winona snaps a shot as the flashing light broke them both out as she looks at them with threat and warning.

He tried to lighten the mood but failed miserably as she just stared at him confused. “I don’t have a choice at all really do I.” “Not really. Although you were willing to commit career suicide just a moment ago. I didn’t think you would actually go that far.” “That over a life imprisoned with you? Yes, I would go that far ten times out of ten.” She was blunt and not happy with the turn of events. “So what now?” “Well assuming you decide to go through with the marriage contract-” “You mean the Death Contract.” “Excuse me?” He was confused.

I was fed up with his shit. He stood up straight and backed away, "You see if I killed you, they'll kill me because you're one of us now, and I don't think getting rid of you is worthy of my life." He motioned for one of his men to do something before he looked back at me. Something in the look in his eyes told me shit is about to go down, "So instead I have a better way to do it." ************* Cara's POV

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

I'm assuming that it's from his ex-girlfriend. I really want to know this annoying ex-girlfriend. I want to thank her for letting this amazing go because I'm going to claim him as mine. M.I.N.E I saw Leon notice that I'm here and he smiled at me. He gestured me to wait and I gave him a light nod. I grabbed a glass of wine and I saw a lot of paparazzi taking my pictures from the side. I smiled when Leon walked towards me. Slowly, I noticed that his smile faded and I wondered why.

Kim said. I moved my eyes away from the pair inside and searched for Nathan who stood there, arms crossed and jaw locked. His very remarkable and iconic observational face. I snickered slightly and before I could focus on the fight again, Mr. Min was lying flat onto the ground, coughing up badly while Mr. Jung stood with a horrified and guilty expression.

"Well then, welcome. But first, I must know your name." "It's Ana," I say, looking up at him with a coy grin. I can sense that he understands why I'm here—it's not for poker. My eyes scan across the room until they land on him: the man who shattered my heart. He looks back at me with pain etched on his pale face. Once a Greek god, now a shell of his former self. I hope he leaves soon.

Minos blurted out, exhausted, "answer me and I'll let you die quickly. What are you planning to do with Cassana?" "Fuck you." The tall drow answered, blood and saliva spurting out of his mouth. "Fine then." Minos grabbed Rei's dagger from the drow's hand, and pushed him down with his back to the floor and face on the ceiling. "Bleed to death." Minos pulled his sword off from his torso and stepped over him before limping towards the exit door.

“You scared me.” Elion blinked, caught off guard, but his lips curved into a faint smirk. “Good. Keeps you human.” Seo-jun sat with his back against a boulder, his weapon still clutched in one hand. His sharp eyes scanned the ruins, unwilling to believe it was truly over. “He’s not dead,” he muttered finally. “No one like Lazarus dies that easily.” Yoon-min, leaning heavily against him, let out a bitter laugh. “Yeah. Bastards like him always find a way back.” His hand trembled around the dagger he hadn’t sheathed yet. “But at least… at least he’s gone for now.”

He's puzzled when looking at this man. His facial features are pretty familiar…. Nonetheless, he wears glasses. Denver flinches in surprise because he is the one he met when giving the Styrofoam. A terrifying smile appears on his eerie face. "Bossing has a good taste when choosing a new minion. Don't worry, I will tell Lotus that you're looking for him," he says. Denver has no strength to speak because he's a big man to beat. His feet take him to a safe area as he pants in extreme nervousness. "Fuck you, Angelito!" he punched the wall in surprise.