Naruto Dying Fanfiction Novels & Stories

After my older sister, Elise Sterling, is supposedly imprisoned for financial crimes, I become the target of retaliation from her enemies. I can't find a job and live under constant threats. Almost every morning, I find garbage left outside my door. At night, I come home to find my front door splattered with red paint, imitating blood. I break down and fall into depression. Over the next five years, I make three attempts to end my life. The last time, as I lay there after emptying the entire bottle of sleeping pills down my throat, waiting for everything to end, I suddenly hear my sister's frantic voice. "I only wanted to punish Leon! Why did you take it this far?" Her godbrother,

I whispered through the blood in my throat. Natasha’s figure blurred in my vision, but I caught the sight of her walking away, leaving us in a pool of death and failure, satisfied with her carnage. My strength slipped. I wanted to scream, to bargain, to beg for one more chance. But all I could do was collapse against the cold floor, clutching the man I loved as the shadows swallowed us both. At least this time, I died with him. My eyes drifted shut. And the darkness claimed me whole. This...was the way I died.

I can’t breathe! Someone help me. Help me please! Anyone? Anyone! Sakura? How would Sakura even win against an alpha?. My body feels sluggish, my arms aren’t moving, they aren’t struggling anymore. My vision dims, I can’t see. I can hear the sound of my heartbeat slowing in my ears. I’m going to die. The realization feels like falling into a vat of ice. I’m going to die here. I don’t want to die…I’ve never wanted to die. Even at my worst, I never considered suicide. Yet, here I am. Dying.

He dipped it in and the action caused an extremely large amount of steam to form, the cool water now blazing hot and boiling. He barely seemed alive and his eyes held no focus, nothing to signal if he was truly still alive or had resigned all his will to his decaying body. I found myself for the first time facing a horrifying realization. Nero couldn’t be saved. He was really gone just like Damon said and he was probably going to die right in front of me… again. Or— I gasped. “What’s going to happen to him?” No reply, “Damon, what’s going to happen to him?”

Martin pleaded, his voice filled with desperation. Struggling to keep her eyes open, Vic gazed at Martin's frantic gestures. Her breaths came in shallow gasps, her weakening heartbeat signaling the inevitable. This was truly her final moment. As Vic's strength waned, she gazed at Martin and silently whispered, "Martin, please forget about me." From the moment she accepted her impending death, all Vic desired was for Martin to erase her from his memory. And even if they meet again in the next life, she wishes not to meet Martin again and falls in love hopelessly.

"I told you, I'm not giving up on you," Nash's voice was hoarse, filled with desperation as he clutched Nina's hand tightly. His eyes, now tinged with a deep red, shimmered with the threat of tears. "Even if I have to die, I want to die in front of you. I can't leave you." Nina's heart twisted in pain. After everything they had been through, they should have been able to find peace together, yet so many obstacles still stood in their way.

His heavy sword clattered to the floor, ringing with a hollow finality as it met the wood. A profound, chilling silence dropped into the room, heavy and absolute, broken only by the ragged breathing of the wolves and the pounding of my own heart. Nara looked up at me, panting, her white muzzle now stained a gruesome crimson, a stark contrast against her pristine fur. Her eyes were now focused, steady, and filled with concern. “Are you okay?” she asked. I nodded, my lips trembling uncontrollably. My throat was tight, choked with unspoken words, with the shock and horror of what I had just witnessed. “No. Darius—he’s dying.” My voice broke on his name, a desperate plea for help.

He drags me closer to the edge and pushes my head. My eyes widen, my heart beating loudly in my chest as he presses into my back, forcefully bending my head until I fear I might fall to my death. Or no. I would. No one is coming to save me. Is this the end? “Niko died with a bullet through his heart. You'll die with your brain smashed after falling from a great height.” He whispers, his voice dangerously close to my ear. I mentally curse Alex and my luck. And Damien. “Did you think Niko would be happy if you kill another person because of him?” I ask, my voice coming out cracked and distorted. I can feel the edge pressing into my stomach, squeezing my insides and I feel like I might puke my

I opened the door to a very disgruntled Nate. His eyes were narrowed and his lips pressed into a thin line. He hadn’t cleaned himself off or changed clothes yet. “Hey, what’s up?” I asked, slightly confused as to why he would come see me now. “I heard about the way you had those visions. Rain, you can’t keep projecting. You could die with the person you are projecting into. So far you’ve gotten lucky and left their bodies just before their last breath.” Nate said furiously. He seemed upset at me, but I had no control over this. “In fact, I heard you died, for a moment, earlier tonight.” A small puff of smoke left his nostrils.

Jonin felt severe pain all over his body and he gritted his teeth and groaned as he yelled out loud, “Dumbass! Useless fools! Baka!” As soon as his voice fell, he spurted out blood from his mouth before he died directly! When the six ninjas saw that they had already slashed Jonin to death using their ninjatos, their faces turned pale in fright. At this time, Charlie suddenly shook Jonin’s body. As he shook Jonin’s body, Jonin’s body and the six ninjatos that were stuck on his body flew out directly! The remaining six ninjas had not regained their senses yet. They only realized that their ninjatos had already disappeared after feeling a slight vibration between their thumb and index finger!