Quiet Place Death Angels Novels & Stories

It wasn't until he picked that recording pen up… With a slight push of the button, the sounds of him and Beth making love resounded in the room. In a split second, the confused look on Matthew's face was replaced by embarrassment. Lastly, he looked despairing when he heard the message I left for him at the end of the recording. "This is where it ends for us. This is goodbye for good, Alpha Matthew."

She tried to distance herself from Matteo and the dangerous world they had become a part of, but they were deeply entangled. One fateful night, as Nicole walked through the dimly lit car park of her company, she felt a cold shiver run down her spine. In her gut, she knew something was wrong. Before she could react, Matteo emerged from the shadows, a malevolent smile etched across his face. "Nicole, you thought you could betray me? You thought you could walk away unscathed?" Marcus sneered, his voice dripping with malice. The sound of a gunshot echoed through the desolate park, and Nicole fell to the ground, her life slipping away before her eyes. It was a cruel end for a woman who had once b

I added, “By the way, Don killed that debt collector. He’s been sentenced to death. “You’re about to get out soon. Who knows if those people will come after you? And with that huge debt, you could spend your whole life selling yourself and still never pay it off.” Fiona’s expression went blank and hollow. Finally, she just stared at the table in front of her. I put down the microphone and walked away without looking back. The next day, the prison called. Fiona had hanged herself. I was cooking with Lara when I heard. “What’s on your mind? You zoned out for a second there,” she teased. I leaned my head against her shoulder with a grin. “Nothing. I’m just really glad you believed me when thing

"nique-" A warm sensation embraced my body. A heard a voice in the distance. Ahh... So this is death huh....... I thought it would be worse... But this is actually quite nice... "minique, wake up!" The voice was getting closer, I also heard steps approaching. Death... Is that you? Are you coming for my soul?... Well, I guess it was nice while it lasted... Time to be part of the eternal nothingness of space... Man... Who would think that death would sound like a little girl... The universe sure is weird...

Please God, let them not realize they deserve better, let them be my friends forever, please don’t spoil it this round,’’ I whispered a prayer quickly. My phone beeped and I picked it up to listen to the song. ANGELS BY MICHELLE MORRONE. I plugged my earphones in and listened to the song as I followed Cage’s instructions Life was awesome, the world was a beautiful place, a place full of dreams, if you were careful to see it, careful to open your eyes and notice the beauty in the world. I listened to the beautiful lyrics as I stood up to open my curtains. The world looked bright, the sun was shining bright, making everything to glisten, like crystals. I was smiling with my eyes closed as I in

"Welcome back. You chose me. Really chose me. Finally chose me. No tricks. No resurrections. No escapes. Just death. Real death. Forever death." "Where am I?" I look around. It's not nothing. Not void. Not the True Between. Something else. Peaceful. Quiet. Right. "The Genuine Rest." Death explains. "The place where those who truly die go. Who choose ending. Who refuse everything else. Who stay themselves until the very last. You're here. Really here. Finally here. Forever." "Forever?" I ask. "I'm here forever? Conscious forever? That's not rest. That's another trap."

" Rhoda's eyes probe them. Rudolf looks at her seriously. Aunt Chel, Rachel, and the rescuers' team slowly and quietly join to listen as they sit on the carpet. Rhoda continues enthusiastically. "I saw the heaven open and the angels Querubim and Seraphims appearing on the high clouds singing." Rhoda pauses and asks them, "Do you know what the angels Querubim and Seraphims sing?"

Some people turned to look at them, then continued dancing. She stood in place as the man approached her. She was magnetized by his alluring hazel eyes. They had a weird glint to them, she just couldn't explain it. "Hello ma'am. Are you okay?" His voice was smooth and soft like silk. He had a faint accent which she couldn't place. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." She noticed Diego moving to the back door and she followed him, completely ignoring the man who helped her. She followed Diego out of the club and into the alleyway beside the club. He was on his phone, trying to call someone. She walked towards him and grabbed the phone, he was calling Alberto, his accomplice. She ended the call and kep

Serves them right after all the effort I put forth only to be let down again and again. "ok talk to y'all later",I say with a sweet tone but I'm pissed deep down and I really want to tear into their asses for all the shit I do and put up with. "we love you angel ",Scott speaks against the door and I feel my eyes fill with tears. I want to ugly cry again.

Nyra and Selene turned to leave, shoulders touching in unity, but a soft rustle made them pause. Ember opened her silver-eyed gaze ;, she smiled sleepily, then closed her lids. Ashen shifted, her obsidian eyes fluttered open, just a slit. Nyra froze, her breath caught. Ashen sat up, small hand reaching toward the window’s last golden glow. She whispered, voice faint but chilling : “Mother…” Selene spun, Nyra’s heart thundered. Ashen’s lips curved in that same terrible smile. Her single heartbeat echoed… “I am Death.”