Soukoku Dead Apple Novels & Stories

T​wo people dead because of me, be‍ca‍u‍se I exist​ed, bec‍ause​ I’d bonde​d⁠ with the b‌rothers, because I’d b⁠ecome Luna. How many more would di‍e bef​ore this was‍ ove​r⁠? The sun was setting by the ti‌me we reache‌d the​ mai‌n estate, ora‌ng⁠e and red painting the sky—beautiful despite everything‍.

He never gets the chance. Kieran appears between us without warning or ceremony. The men do not see a man. They see Death. Not a figure they can name. Not something human. Something final. This is what Death looks like when tenderness has been withdrawn. Kieran’s hand closes around the first man’s throat. Not to kill the body. To claim the soul. The scream cuts off as something essential is pulled free of him, taken cleanly away. The second man turns to run. Kieran turns his head.

Nora continued stabbing the hairpin into Henry's abdomen. "Now I finally realize what an absurd mistake I have made! It's only John who truly loves me. You broke his ribs. I'm guessing you even instigated me to kill his mother. You deserve to die and have a taste of your own medicine!" Nora's eyes were bloodshot. Henry was barely breathing anymore. She raised her hand high up once more, aiming for Henry's heart. "Stop right there!" I ran over and kicked the hairpin out of Nora's hand. Letting Henry die just like that would be too easy on him.

Also, I was curious to see how Philip and Brenda would react when they found out the person they had skinned and cut up to pieces was me. Brenda picked up on something more to Layla's words. She grabbed her wrists. "Layla, what are you talking about?" There was not a hint of regret on Layla's face. "That useless wench won't come back anymore. She's been buried in that sculpture since the beginning." "You're saying… That person was Hazel?" Brenda subconsciously took a few steps backward. On the other hand, Philip covered his mouth and stood frozen to the spot. He must have recalled that the skeleton was missing the bones of three fingers. He had spent a lot of time creating the missing parts

"My birthday was never May 9th. That's Ashley's birthday! My birthday is on May 7th. Was that so hard to remember?" Owen collapsed to the ground, unable to say a word. As I turned to leave, he grabbed my clothes and pleaded, "Ivy, I never wanted to kill our pup. You have to believe me!" The moment he mentioned killing our pup, I could no longer hold back the fury inside me as I shouted, "I heard everything! I saw that potion!" He shook his head violently. "I switched it out! How could I ever kill our pup?" I felt my heart soften for a moment when I heard that, but I quickly came back to my senses.

the voice chuckled, “were a pain to get.” “What’s the hell…” I whispered under my breath. The screen blinked again — now showing a faint image of what looked like… a mask? Smiling, expressionless, like a porcelain doll. “You’re probably wondering what this is,” the voice went on, still smug and snaky. “Short answer? You’re all dead. Long answer? Congratulations — you lucky little corpses have been chosen for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” My blood ran cold. “Dead?” I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. I could feel my hands trembling.

I remove my shirt and pull it over the frame covering the photo. Then I reach down and look at the plaque once more. ‘For Clem.’ staring back at me and with a grunt of effort, I rip it from its glued spot and stick it in my pocket. The dishonor of refusing to name the Alpha and Luna he killed is apparent. His desire for his daughter to know their deaths were her fault is even more noticeable. I turn and find Ivy standing at the next grotesque trophy case, frozen as she reaches out with shaky hands to touch the wedge that nearly broke me. My skin prickles at the sight of my blood dried on it and she growls before kicking the monument down.

Smooth, white bark with white leaves, bearing strange little black fruits and flowers. A sweet smell was wafting in around the place, a mild flowery scent with something earthy like cinnamon. Thumps from a working wooden mechanism broke the silence, growing louder and quieter at an irregular rhythm. Strung above were skulls, arranged to look like some sort of lamps, coupled with distinct metal plague doctor masks. Everything that Kat had sensed so far was scaring her to death, but what made her nearly pee was the realization that hit her. The strange greenhouse she'd broken into when she and Calix were opening a gate to the Underworld. The one that had a long-haired woman calling to her and

"I owe you an apology, Rose. About that video… I just didn't want the rumors to affect my life with Amelia. I've deleted it now. Where are you? Are you okay?" Even though I was seeing his name on my screen again, I no longer felt any sadness. Only nausea and disgust remained. Before I deleted his number and blocked him everywhere, I sent one last text. "Tyler, I hope you and that other piece of trash stay together forever. May you both be infamous for the rest of your lives." Then I turned off my phone and left that wretched place for good. … When I opened my eyes again, the landing announcement was already playing. A message from our potential business partner popped up. "Ms. Fritz, welcome

So it is best to stay away from danger or else, eternal death awaits them. In a flash, Zed threw the herbs he had picked at the bee and made it ignore Suyi for a while, Suyi then ran to the log and swiftly smacked the beast to death. Seeing that, Zed could only shake his head and proceeded into the corpse of the beast, luckily finding a small gem on its smashed stomach.