Sasuke Death Stare Novels & Stories

“It makes you predictable.” “Then predict this!” Sang-woo snarled, feinting left before driving his blade straight into Lazarus’s shoulder. Blood sprayed. Lazarus hissed, staggering back, his grin faltering for the first time. “You bleed,” Sang-woo growled. “That means you can die.” Lazarus’s expression twisted into something darker, more sinister. His eyes glowed brighter, his voice reverberating unnaturally. “Then you’ll see how a god fights.”

The world around us darkened. She gasped. Images flashed through my mind. A crown sinking through black water. A white wolf chained beneath a temple. Orochi drinking from the throat of a silver-armoured warrior. Then another face. Hayate’s. He stood before a sealed gate with blood on his hands. I released Tsukiko. She stumbled into the side of a car. Hayate caught her elbow. “What did you see?” Tsukiko stared at him as if he had become something else.

My mind drifted back to the words I said to him after our intense make-out session two days ago. "You'll be the death of me." Was that why he was doing this? I did not mean for it to happen literally. My face scrunched up as I watched the two men in the ring engage in a stare-off battle. I already knew who would win as Adonis was the god of stare-offs; if only I was this sure about the match, too. Death Eater bounced several times, taunting words spilling from his lips, trying to get under his skin, but Adonis's face did not for a millisecond crack.

"My parents are human. What, did I mutate? If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable." "I’m serious! Look!" After hesitating for a moment, he grit his teeth and carefully handed me his phone. The instant I saw what was on the screen, the mocking smile on my face froze. A cold wind seemed to sweep past me. A chill crawled up my spine. Could it be… Was this why I was trapped in the death loop?

' Serena, stripped of my support, went bankrupt. This was her intended ending anyway, so I felt no pity for her. As for Lark, without the abilities I bought for her, she died at the hands of her stepmother. The system was ruthless to the core. Before she died, she told her she was only good with the gun because of the purchase I made. Her lips moved, but she never managed to even say the words, "I'm sorry." Still, I no longer cared for their apologies. Finally, the system transferred my last reward. Two billion.

Amy said as she got up. She extended her hand, and Jane handed her the tablet again. She stared at the picture of Mr. J again and touched it gently. “His death is approaching nearer..."

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"Damn it!" Yasuda was furious. Ah… Cries of despair from the samurai filled the room. Aida screamed in shock, her phone capturing the scene of the screaming samurai. As Yasuda watched through the video call, Kiran York slowly lifted the man by the neck. The samurai's legs kicked wildly in the air, like a chicken struggling for life in its final moments. But his neck was already twisted aside, his body limp, now just a corpse. "You, you…" Yasuda stuttered, watching the scene unfold, filled with sorrow and anger.

The altar of the statue had a mirror which was tinted green and glimmering faintly. Soraru was kneeling in front of the statue, while chanting something quietly. He minded his own business, as if the killing around the place meant nothing to him. On the other side of the shrine, Sakura was grabbing Mandy’s hair. When she saw Harvey kill almost a hundred men before coming inside, her expression turned horrible. She narrowed her eyes, then hurriedly made a gesture. “Go! All of you!” Many Shindan Way experts charged forward with blades in hand, gritting their teeth.