Play Dead Book Novels & Stories

“Explain, please… I’m confused,” I sighed. Dee stood, walked to the door, cracked it open to peer outside, then quietly shut it again. Her irises turned a misty white. “Aza Demos Debuf,” she whispered. The spell rippled through the room like a wave. I felt it crawl beneath my skin—the air grew heavy, sound vanished. The chamber was sealed. Dee’s eyes faded back to normal as she returned to sit beside me. “The book,” she began slowly. “It was said to have been burned and destroyed centuries ago—but it chose its own fate.”

In front she sees an embedded lock with a key in it. She turns the key to the left to unlock the mysterious strange book. The book gets unlocked but no words were written in any of the pages, just strange ancient scribes. Elena decides to drop her tears at the center of the book. Which wooshed out an energy and the pages begin to flip on it's own turning bright golden. At that point the book drew away from Elena and struck her dead instantly. Elena wakes up after a few moments to find herself in a dark empty void.

also a failed but loyal test subject The room was filled with an eerie silence... She spoke in a voice which could charm any heart... A sound similar to a siren accompanied with such power, pleasant to the ear yet so alluring to death... Very few hear this sound and live to tell the tail... It was always said "Dead men tell no tails" "Speak" The element of fear filled the room as it was clear she was running out of patience "Yes my lease... The time we have been waiting for is finally here... The book has chosen it's successor"

Layana looked up from the book her heart pounding, as both mulled over the words she had read. “This book is hundreds of years old, I don’t think anyone even remembers the ability, and it’s clear they think the lines dead…” Declan said sensing her worry, her eyes were back to normal and her powerful aura was gone. “But… according to the laws of Ehlesaar, I should be dead,” she said quietly hugging the book to her chest.

Whatever unease she had earlier is already fading, replaced by something much more like her. “So,” she starts, nudging my arm lightly like she does when she wants my attention, “I started this new book last night.” I glance at her, catching the small excitement in her expression, then go back to stretching my arm across my chest. “It’s about zombies,” she continues, her voice picking up. “Like actual dead people walking around and eating others. It’s kind of disgusting, but also really good.” “And there is this guy,” she goes on, lowering her voice just a little like she is letting me in on something important. “He is technically dead, but not fully gone. Like he still thinks and talks and…

Just delete the book from your library and add it back. Thank you! Sincerely yours Author Blackangel

Like someone dying horribly. He doesn’t want to know; he’s gone and I’m sure I’ll die END OF BOOK 1 ------------------------------------------

A small whimper makes the both of them flinch. Looking at the little girl, they witnessed how her chest moved slowly. Until it stopped altogether. “She’s dead,” Silas says, his voice nothing but a soft croak. Tears on his face, “She’s dead, El!” Suddenly, something in one of the books she had read that she had stolen from Silas popped inside her mind. The mental image seemed to blast into her mind in high quality. Walking towards the piles of books on the ground, she grabs it, trying her best not to retch when her hand had touched the girl’s blood. She forced her mind to remember the page, not that it was hard, she had an amazing memory. Just like that, she saw the page, images and instructi

Ramon said, his voice cracking with emotion. Both Lucas and I exchange glances and then direct our gaze toward the book in Ramon’s hand, the book that we have only heard about in legends and myths but never considered real. The book of Eklepō is said to have the power to resurrect the dead, a dark magic that could potentially change everything we thought we knew about life and death.

I look at mom to find her gaze fixed on anything and me. "Sit down Lyka, please." Mr. Harry asks. I walk slowly until I settle on the couch at the other end of the room. "The alpha is dead." He announces when I settle down. No one flinches at the announcement. Isn't death supposed to scare people or something? Everyone looks so calm like it is the most normal thing around here. Julian is dead and not some freaking Alpha. Are we on the same page about things here? My brows crease in more confusion.