Nearly Headless Nick Deathday Party Novels & Stories

He decides he will go out with his head held high. “Long live King Raphael, the true king of Ember City!” shouts Nick. The crowd cheers for the boy’s courage. Rex gives the nod to Hector. Hector looks at the crowd, then Nick and then Rex. Hector takes a deep breath and pulls the lever. Nicks falls through the hole and hangs. They can hear Nick struggling to breathe and Hector prays it will be over quick. After a few minutes the doctor pronounces him dead. The crowd leaves twenty minutes after Nick is pronounced dead. All but two. Hector is so wrapped up in everything he didn’t notice Jesse and Mike holding two more prisoners. He then remembered Rex told Nick his father and brother will watch

Zachary added, "If anyone is working with her to put on a show, listen carefully—tell her that in a few days, it'll be Tessie's death anniversary. She'd better go to the cemetery and atone for her sins. Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing with her." His final words carried a bone-chilling coldness. It was hard to believe they came from his mouth. I knew all too well what he was capable of. Even if he wouldn't take my life, he would make sure I suffered. For the first time, I felt a strange sense of relief that I was dead. Though my death had been gruesome, at least my body was still whole. Officer Tiller looked as if he wanted to say something else, but Zachary had already turned away, pul

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Just got a little sick, man. I almost died haha.” “Exactly, man!” the voice didn’t buy it for a second. “This is your second close shave with death, and you still here! You a legend man! You don’t do sick. Everyone’s saying you ghosted, or maybe you got Alpha-napped or something. Anyway, party’s on tonight at the fucking Mirage! Our usual spot. You coming or what?”

As first order of business we burry my uncle. The funeral service is solemn and quiet. All the prominent families of Chicago sent their representatives. Niko stands with a group of men around an open cassette then they closed it before allowing the others to come forward and pay their last respect. “It’s to confirm that he is really dead” Ivan says quietly besides me.

“Do you want to go to the party or not?” “Mom, Dad, can we go to Nick’s for a party tomorrow?” Kimi asked our parents. She looked excited and hopeful. Mom looked at Dad. “I don’t know. Single boys. Along with beautiful girls. Will there be alcohol?” “It’s Nick’s,” I said. “The worst thing he’d have are wine coolers, and his mom counts those since he broke into them two years ago and puked in his pool.” It wasn’t exactly a lie. Nick’s mom does only buy wine coolers, and she counts them before leaving town, and after she gets back. Since that fateful party two year ago, someone almost always brings some beer, and there are extra garbage cans around for puke.

He did not know the reason. “I’ll go check right away.” Nicole thought, ‘I’m curious about this mysterious person!’ Her phone rang at that moment. It was Nathaniel. She picked it up. “Niel, what’s up?” “Nikki, we’re having a work celebration at the Gremlin Club tonight. Wanna come along?” Nicole was about to say yes, but she suddenly thought that Eric Ferguson would probably attend that party as the title sponsor... Nathaniel sensed her hesitation and immediately said, “Don’t worry, my uncle’s not coming. He has a bachelor party tonight for Colton White. I heard that the girl got pregnant and they’re having a shotgun wedding! Hahaha…”

“ I don't know about y'all, but I don't want to die. Even if I am going to die, I would prefer to die an appropriate death. Not one where I'm forcefully sent to meet my creator because of my father's insatiable greed for money.” “ Breaking news Craig, we all will be dead by Saturday if we don't offer our sister as sacrifice to the almighty Nicholas Brightman.” He shakes his head at my childish behavior. “ Well glad to know you are up first! If Nicholas keeps to his word, and have you lowered six feet below the ground, I ain't sure I'm going to be here to witness you being laid to rest. I would be on the next flight out of the country. But don't worry, when I'm safe, I will pay my last respec

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

The night before our SAT, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, my phone screen lit up. I received a text from an unknown number. [Tomorrow at 6:30 a.m.. Leaving for the testing center. Your sister disappears.] I stared at the screen, my heart jolting. I did have a twin sister, Molly Young, and we were both scheduled to take the test the next day. But what a pathetic prank. I tossed my phone aside, turned over, and went back to sleep. The next morning, we had barely left the driveway when Molly suddenly cried out beside me. “Oh no, I forgot my admission ticket.” “Dad, pull over! I need to go back and get it.”

“You fucking dumbasses! How do you let someone like this slip through your grasp? I can understand that Stein was occupied as it was his family’s event, but what about all of you? You couldn’t do the littlest thing of taking note of who was coming into the Pack? Now that man is dead and he belongs to Dark Fur. Dark fucking Fur! Do you know what that means?!” Silence. “For fucks sake! Cancel all the events that are going to happen in the next week— in fact, two weeks from now! That includes Martha’s birthday bash as well,” I instinctively began to protest, but he beat me to it. “Don’t even fucking start with me, Martha. Do you think we can afford to throw a party when we have such an importan