My Instant Death Novels & Stories

He was dead. "What! This can't be…" A sense of surrealness fell over Mick and the others. Everything happened so fast that their minds could not keep up. How could the strong and mighty Menkel be taken out with one blow? It all happened in a blink of an eye; an instant kill.

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

Isla's voice said. I watched myself groan in pain on the screen after she injected me. "If you do not fulfill these desires within two hours," Isla continued, her voice bright with malicious pleasure, "your heart will simply stop beating. And the best part? No one will ever be able to find out what killed you. There will be no traces of the substance in your system after two hours. Everyone will just have to accept that Tamsin Whitmore died of cardiac arrest." The video continued, showing her explaining her plan to film me, to create a scandal, to destroy whatever remained of my reputation.

"You staged a car accident a couple of days ago, and now you're acting all independent. When are you going to grow up, Ms. Brook?" As soon as her words fell, Morgan snorted behind me. "If you want to leave, be my guest. Don't ever show your face in front of me again!" I strode out without a backward glance. "Morgan, after today, may we never cross paths again for the rest of our lives," I thought to myself. I waited on the helipad, and as the aircraft came into view, I pulled out my SIM card. The last message on my phone before it powered off read, "Your parcel has been delivered."

"The doctor would like to go over them with you in person.” In person. Not over the phone. Not in a cute little email with emojis and non-threatening language. In person. Which in medical speak, means either: A) You’re about to die. B) You have something so infectious, so deadly, the CDC wants to name it after you. “Tomorrow?” I say, voice shaking like a leaf. “Yup. We’re open round the clock. Anytime is fine!” Cool. Cool, cool, cool. Casual death window.

i can't stop thinking what should happen to me if i didn't go to the west but what could i possibly do now i will die tomorrow this cold and dark place i can't see any hope that we will leave the rotten smell of this place is littering in my body i know that i smell like dead people but i don't really care suddenly i feel like my senses shuts down all i care right now is to die in peace i want to die quietly maybe i should ask them to just stab me with their sword i don't care how many times they want to do it but at least i will not feel that my body is being buried alive to think that i would cry because my body is burning i will not die that instant and i don't want that I want to die ins

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

The housekeeper walked up to him and said with a heavy voice, “Boss, the attack was very sudden. We couldn’t find Madam’s body.” Lloyd’s eyes lit up. “No body? Then, how do you know Nelly’s dead?” “The staff said she didn’t leave with them. Someone saw her get shot in the chest. She probably didn’t survive.” “Why didn’t she run?” Lloyd asked. But no one had an answer. Just then, Lloyd’s assistant ran up to him. “Boss, you need to see the video Madam posted.” [I’m letting you go so you can be with each other. Goodbye.]

Under their reprimands, I walked into the operating room without hesitation. Anesthesia was injected into my body. I could clearly feel the cold blade of the scalpel cutting through me. At the same time, the system's final countdown echoed in my ears. "Five… four… three… two… one…" "Host erasure complete." In my next life, I never want to meet them again.

I know in an instant that he is already dead. I saw black smoke coming from somewhere passed in front of me, and went to the dead man and I heard him shout, because the black smoke grabbed him and dragged him to nowhere, and he was gone as well as the black smoke but his body was still on the ground. I shook my head and scratched my eyes because I didn’t know what I saw. I am not even sure if it is real because I am already hungry. My last meal was last night. I might just hallucinating. I heard the woman screaming and crying while the police stopped her to go near the dead body lying on the ground. She must be the wife or the sister. I don’t know. The crowd is now surrounded by the woman an