Nate Rivers Death Note Novels & Stories

I don’t know why, but something is rotten in my gut and it’s never wrong. We storm through the building, Roddy’s being the last room at the end of the long ass hallway. The door is locked and Grouch sticks his ear to it, then backs up and kicks it open. The immediate stench of death I know all too well hits my nose and I can’t believe nobody has noticed it. It’s at least fifteen doors from mine. Missile and Grouch storm in, but I can already see the lifeless body of Ryan “Roddy” Grimes on the bed. I step in the room and see a needle sticking right out of his fucking arm. His skin is already discolored, he’s been dead a couple days. And nobody even realized it. Some brotherhood we are.

Spark Written by Victor Olusa Episode 23 . . Death Note laid on the roof of a nearby skyscraper with a long range sniper in his hands, his right index finger on the trigger and the other hand supporting the heavy gun. He smirked as he watched through the lens, the way the copy of him got shot on the head by Tom and his body was dragged out. "I knew you will eliminate me" Death Note said and pulled the trigger, and the bullet left the Gun mouth and headed so fast and broke through the glass of the skyscraper and it hit Tom on his side head.

Natalie prepared to give his orders as he looked at her location in the water before diving in. men to save her, but he wasn't quite confident in them.Natalie muttered to himself, "You will pay for this woman, mark my words," and gave Taylor his phone and wristwatch. His black fitting shirt buttons fell off as he bit his teeth in rage. He then dove into the river to prevent the girl from drowning. Underwater, Alice gasped for air, lost her ability to hold her breath, and finally passed away.

“Oh please, don't tell me you had a fi…” “She's dead…Natasha is dead.” I rubbed my hands together, my breath shaky as I watched the flicker of emotions on her face. “It was her and Peter in a car accident…I…heard about it yesterday. We met in Arizona and we…” I got up from the chair hastily when I felt I was hyperventilating. “I need to catch my breath…” River’s POV I picked up my phone to text the only person who could ease my head at this moment. “Let’s meet at Velluto tomorrow…” I texted, switching off my phone immediately as I spent the rest of the night drowning in thoughts.

She could just see the tabloids: Rachel Rivers drowning in a river of red. She didn’t care. Actually, she did which was why she was trying to forget by drowning herself in the bottles of wine. Across her Nate ate slowly, chewing every bite and watching her intently. Between the glare directed at her by the same people she made enmity with on her climb to stardom and the direct look Nate was giving her, she didn’t know which she preferred. But she guessed she should be grateful that Nate’s presence with her put the enemies at bay.

Or another bullshit tip about Nathaniel Cross sleeping with some washed-up heiress. I tear it open. Inside are two photos. One is old, faded, a picture I have seen before but never this clear. Alina Rivers. Teenager. Smiling like she didn’t know the storm coming. There is handwriting in red pen beneath it: Alina Rivers. Age 16. Subject 47A.

“Miller didn’t delete the message containing the exact coordinates and the timing for the accident sent to him on his burner phone.” She looked at Corinne. “Take a guess what was written at the bottom of the hit order.” Corinne stared at the screen for a second. “No way… xxx?” Maya smirked. “Bingo. Nathan, that arrogant bastard, actually sent an execution order with his signature sign-off.” xxx? That sounds familia—oh fuck.

“Nathan shouldn't be the culprit behind my mother's death. He said it was done by Don’s uncle. For what reason will that make him the culprit? Why did he want my mother dead and did not tell my father, or did he threaten him?" Don was dressed and prepared to go as he hurried into his room. “What took you so long?” he turned to her. “Did you find what you wanted to see on the corpse?” She nodded. "That doctor had the snake themed tattoo, so it is clear now that Nathan was the one who wanted you dead through aconite. He used the doctor but killed him, knowing he would be exposed.” She took two steps closer to him. “Arrest Nathan for murder. Hasn't he done enough? In addition to sending the ass

They won't even notice I'm gone. Exhaling deeply, I move from the window to my drawer where I've hidden the poison I'd drink. First, I take out the death note I've written from the drawer and staring at it, leads to tears brewing in my eyes. Unfortunately, they'd be blaming me for Zac's death already because I didn't show remorse. Pathetic. Grabbing the poison jar, I place the note on my bed and standing opposite my bed post, I open my mouth and gulp down every liquid from the jar.

Her leg collided with Vee's abdomen, and he landed on the ground with a loud thud, followed by the blood that split out of his mouth. "Two down, four to go." I heard Ryan's mocking voice beside me. At that moment, I wished I could just grab his neck and squeeze the life out of him. He seemed to notice me, and he let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry," he said, the deadly smirk still plastered on his face. "She won't kill them, at least not now. Moreover, you might want to give me the nectar in exchange for their life. "