My Descent Into Death Novels & Stories

I flick my head at the familiar males and walk a bit faster, now really wanting that steak. When I finally reach the door, I take the stairs two or three at a time. Sometimes being a tall muscular bastard has its perks. The upstairs of the entire place is one massive home to every wayward degenerate that ever crossed paths with Dozer Dennison and lived to tell about it. Home … to the Flying Death.

Lila clung tighter to him, her smile faltering. Nana knelt beside me, her hand gentle on my shoulder. “Child, breathe through it,” she murmured softly, shielding me slightly from the worst of the stares. The pain began to ebb, replaced by a strange, buzzing power humming in my blood. The runes faded slowly, sinking back beneath my skin, but I could still feel them—waiting. “They will pay for what they’ve done to you,” my wolf whispered, her voice gaining strength. “But not tonight. Tonight, we survive. We endure. And when the time comes… we rise.”

The Descent into the Red The private lift descended with a sickeningly smooth silence. When the doors opened on Floor Forty – Two, the world was bathed in a thick, pearlescent fog that smelled of sickly – sweet chemicals and old, stagnant air. The hallway was a nightmare of red emergency strobes and flickering lights. From the hidden speakers in the ceiling, a dark, synthesised version of my own voice echoed through the corridor. "Yield, Sloane. Give her what she wants. Submission is the only way out..."

“Right. You mentioned this was only fragment one of six and we just fought mutant night-terror number one. Love that for us.” Z-04’s lights flickered. “Deeper fragments resonate below. Secondary lifeforms active.” Jay shivered. “Secondary?” The floor rumbled again. Harder. Dust shook from the ceiling. Lena swayed, clutching Alexander. “That’s… not a secondary anything.” Alexander pulled her closer. “Then we end it before it claws its way up here.” The Descent to the Next Level They found the stairwell at the far end of the hall. Steel steps.

Despair brewed and brimmed from all corners of the room, and I let it infest my system with cold whispers. Nothing calmed me down more than the taste of sweet despair right before I landed a soul into the arms of Lucifer. The old staircase creaked under our weight as we climbed like majestic angels of death. A surge of strange force ballooned in my chest when we landed on the upper floor, and took down the long dark corridor, toward the door that sat lone and isolated at the far end. Upon our vicinity, the door was pushed open, and I gladly stepped inside. Calmness was my stupor, and I took pride in murdering the enemy with it.

She felt like such a contradiction. Once the soup was done, she poured it into a bowl and walked over to the small kitchen table. Halfway there, she heard a ruckus outside and diverted her direction, heading to the window instead. Outside, she noticed Dean and the old man who lived in the basement arguing with each other over the chain-l**k fence that separated the two properties. While she could hear their bickering, she couldn’t make out exactly what they said. All she could tell was that neither of them looked happy with the other one. From her brief encounters with both of them, she could see why they were at odds. Both seemed abnormally rude to people. Dean was just like Damien: cocky,

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

Miguel ran his tongue along my jaw and looked down at me and gasped. "Your eyes are glowing," he muttered in awe. "Yes and my cock is throbbing, I'm horny as hell and need release," I growled softly, not wanting to frighten him. I was Death and with that came certain physical aspects that he was going to figure out this very night. I heard him swallow. I bent over and licked him from neck to navel as I ran my hand across his swollen member.

Gradually, the room started shifting into another place. Before I could blink my eyes, I found myself in the middle of nowhere, on top of a bridge that seemed to be made of glass. "Welcome to the canyon of death, Rey Reed of Smith." I heard Lucifer's daughter's voice tribute. "Let's see how you will survive."

CHAPTER 11 ____________ Tyr Pov. I am now stunned by what I witnessed again, someone died in front of me. My eyes witnessed how they lost their lives and I couldn't even save them, even then I can't take them to the nearest hospital because they didn't make it. My hands were shaking because I saw a lot of bl*od, then I was even more confused when his body suddenly decomposed and gradually turned into ashes. "What the h*ck." I said then quickly stood up away from Seffner's body then I threw up because of the disgusting thing I witnessed. His body decomposed so fast, I could see the organs, how it gradually turned into ashes and was then blown away by the wind.