Screaming Death Novels & Stories

I take the page. I read it standing, the way I have read every document she has handed me since the kitchen eleven days ago, with my whole body still and my eyes on the paper and my brother's gold watch heavy on my wrist. The handwriting is hers: precise, economical, the letters small and even. The header is bureaucratic, the kind of header you find on a hundred documents in a hundred archives, and it lists an authorization code, a Palermo operation, and a target. The target's surname is Armenise. Beneath the header, in the same careful bureaucratic hand that fills a dozen pages of the ledger, is a signature line. The signature is not a name. It is a code. A string of numerals and a single i

I try to sound angry, but my voice betrays me by filling my words with sorrow. He cautiously moves towards me looking into my eyes as he places my hands between his. “Yes I do. I wasn’t lying when I said that you’re the only person I would kill someone for.” His eyes are roaming my face trying to understand how I’m feeling as I just sit there lifelessly.

she giggled and we followed the Crown Prince to his sister's chambers. • • • Elodie had just left her stuff in her new chambers when we heard a scream. But not a normal scream, it was a scream full of despair and fear. And Daisuke got wary at the same instant. "That's my mom!" We turned to him. "I know my mom's voice. She's screaming. Fuck! I don't know what happened, but I'm going to kill the culprit!" And just like that, he started running towards the direction where his mom's scream came from.

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction. The room fell deathly silent. Everyone waited, holding their breath for the final pronouncement. "Murder." The word hit like a thunderclap, echoing in the shocked silence. Chaos erupted once more, the noise from the reporters deafening, while online, the live stream chat exploded with comments: "Sabrina is dead!?" "No way! How is this possible?!" "Murder? What is he saying? That Arianna and Charles killed her?" "OMG, this is wild!"

I tried to speak but words nor a puff of air came out from my mouth. “I DARE YOU TO FUCKING SAY THAT AGAIN!” He screamed at my face. My eyes stung badly along with tears filling them. Everything around me was becoming cloudy and less vivid. He growled more and his screams continued to echo until I could no longer hear his yellings. My ears only picked a constant noise and I knew it was death calling me.

"Okay, okay, easy. I’m just telling you about my favorite event of the day. Relax and keep yourself calm. I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’ll say next…" I think I know what he’ll say. The agency wants me to accept the offer because I’d clearly stated my disgust when it was offered. "Tic wanted you to accept the offer." Tic is short for Terror-In-Closet. The guy that I inadvertently caused a scandalous incident with. I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts.

I am left screaming into the void, my grief and pain echoing through the empty room. In the depths of my anguish, I unleash a primal scream that reverberates through the room. It tears through the air, an anguished cry escaping from the depths of my soul. The sound that erupts from me is raw, unfiltered, and filled with a torrent of emotions that words alone cannot express.

The room seemed to freeze. Nero squeezed, and Silas’s scream erupted—a raw, guttural howl that started as a high-pitched wail, sharp and piercing, like a wounded animal. The pain was immediate, searing, as Nero’s fingers crushed the delicate tissue of his scrotum. The scream deepened, a ragged, choking sound, as if Silas’s soul were being torn out. His body convulsed, the sheet slipping to reveal his pale, flabby frame, now slick with sweat. His eyes rolled back, veins bulging in his neck, as the agony radiated upward, a white-hot fire consuming his core. Nero’s grip tightened, and with a sickening *pop*, he yanked, tearing scrotum and penis free in a single, brutal motion. Blood sprayed, st

Please, don’t let this be the first thing he sees. “Die!” Sarah shrieked, her face monstrous, her nails carving deeper. “Die, die, die!” The fight bled out of my limbs. Darkness closed in.

has to be a cliff right? She opened her eyes and the first thing her sight welcomed was the never ending darkness beneath her as she was facing sideways and her eyes was strained downwards with her hands hanging on a the edge of the cliff holding the rest of her body from falling. "Ahhh!" She screamed in fright and with strength that she never knew she had, she lifted herself up and onto the surface and rolled and laid on her back before she slipped into her demise by a single mistake. Her eyes were shut tight as she breathed loudly.