Scythe Death Novels & Stories

“Death, reincarnation, rebirth, or perhaps just be the hell’s tormenting souls. Now tell me which one would you like to end up to, mom, dad.” Giggling in pure dread as her face twisted into the devil’s grin and bloody shut eyes. She stands up as the wound on her forehead slowly healed and the blood that she shed a while ago floats into a tiny drop of a spherical one. Forming a death scythe, she has written as a script, but an illusion Kyle made for her. “Help!”

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

" Dalton is leaving, Nish seems somewhat uncomfortable. The boys walk past him and rejoin the party. If I was alive those guys wouldn't be here. They do not belong to the group. But what group? To the group of hypocrites? I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Dalton, who had gestured with his glass to Nisha. But what he did next gave me a lot to understand: he forms a pistol with his fingers and aims at Nish, but then he points himself in the forehead and shoots himself. A flashback appears in my mind: a dark room, a silhouette in front of me, a gun pointed at me, and a shot. I came out of my thoughts totally scared by what had happened. I had had a memory. A memory of my death.

She must have sensed his fury. “What are you doing out here in the river Styx? Don’t you know you could have DIED?” He held her arms and shook her. For gods and demigods, going in the river Styx does not affect them in any way. But for mortals, the river Styx is deadly. It absorbs the life force of the human until it becomes lifeless. “That would be better than not trying to escape!” She countered. “Why would you even escape?” “You do not understand.”

"Look, his mom isn't well. Seeing him like this could break her. Let's just get the cremation over with." She bit her lip and scurried off to call Brandon's mother. I could not help but smirk, wondering how they would try to thwart my plans. 'You enjoy playing dead, Brandon? Fine, I'll play along and send you straight to hell,' I mused. As the crematorium van pulled up, Brandon's mother arrived, just in time to see the workers lifting her son's body. "You witch! The Scott family's luck turned sour the day we welcomed you. You've taken my son from me, and now you won't even let me see him one last time?"

Cause of Death: Severe traumatic brain injury with multiple organ rupture and hemorrhage caused by a car accident. "External Characteristics: The deceased was run over and dragged by a heavy vehicle, and his facial features are completely disfigured and unrecognizable. The left ribcage collapsed, with multiple rib fractures and severed ribs piercing the lungs and heart. Both lower limbs suffered comminuted fractures, with exposed rib ends and avulsed skin…" I floated mid-air, reading the report and suddenly feeling the excruciating pain of that night that seemed to resurface deep within my soul. The day I died was precisely a week after Sally's death.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Helen swung the whip and it landed on Scarlett 's back just where her scar runs down and it bleed , she let out a cry as the pain ran down her spine . Deaths was much better she thought, this was to hard to bear as tears ran down her cheek, if only her legs and hands weren't tied , she probably do something to help herself. She watched as Helen switched whip to another one with about six sharp mouths , her heart broke as it landed on her chest this time around, she screamed out in tears that shook the dungeon " please just kill me ." " we are getting somewhere" Helen said as she laughed hysterically " Let her be ." Damon said as he walked in removing his eyes immediately after his eyes lande

I can tell by the way he’s looking at me, and how his embrace tightens around my waist that I’ve just unknowing killed my own mother by choosing the mate I wanted. My eighteenth birthday had started off brightly waking up within Westley’s arms. But it ended morbidly with West’s father being killed, and mother dying after I was marked by my chosen mate. True to his word before the days end William really did take care of the other two traitors on the elder council leaving three spots open one of which he gave to my “loyal” father. The other two spots went to Luna Lily and Beta Andy’s father Alexander, both of whom are furiously loyal to the both Alpha Keen’s.

She had fallen and slumped over a log, her shallow breath slowing. Tears in my eyes, I walked over to her and held her hand. She looked at me, her eyes going back to her natural color of blue, and whispered, but again I couldn’t hear them. Her eyes widened as I leaned closer to hear her, noticing the minor cut on her shoulder. After life faded from her as well, I turned facing the murderer, Ronan stood bow in hand, a smile on his face as he aimed at me. The Immortal Scythe slung on a strap over his shoulder. How did he get a hold of that? It was gifted to the witches by their Goddess..