The Dead End Book Novels & Stories

A thing may have a name, but more often than not, peeling back the political correctness to reveal the nasty honesty beneath was healthier. So this was death row. If the men and women within it avoided their intervention, well, then they would become zombies. Or bone eaters. Or smilers. And they, the five, were Crowners. That sounded a lot healthier than ‘End of Life Policy Counselors’, which was what it said on their tax returns.

Richard looked at me and cursed. "You both fucked up bad, Death is back and I suggest you fucking run," he yelled and ran back to his bedroom. I closed my eyes as the heartache consumed me and strode out the deck doors, heading out towards the beach. I ignored the yelling from Miguel. I only briefly saw him stand and that little prick falling to the floor. My darkness was expanding and twirling around me. A tall polynesian man threw a burlap tarp over me and said not to fight him, that he was Death's caretaker and would take me somewhere safe. Very well, I growled and allowed myself to be carried away. I felt the wood beneath my bare feet and the movement of the water further underneath. I w

Before the police find me — or worse if he does. A woman is dead. A child is without a mother. I've made a mistake and now I need to RUN! END OF BOOK TWO

Its end with Sophie'd death. To be continued.....

His Possession. THE END.

In this life, consider it a debt repaid. Finally, on a night one month later, Stellan died. When he went, his lips were still moving. I had to lean close to make out the word. It was Ansel's name. I stood in the doorway of the cell for a long time without speaking. Then, I had his body wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into the common burial ground. It was not an act of cruelty. He simply did not deserve more than that. Daphne died a few days later. She starved to death. From beginning to end, I never went to see her again.

Forever. End of book 36

It was covered in grease stains. I let out a dry laugh and went to the bedroom to grab my suitcase. At least there was one upside to traveling all the time. I'd never unpacked, so there was nothing to pack anyway. But I was so exhausted that I ended up falling asleep sitting on the floor of the closet. My phone woke me up. It was Diana. "Ivy, check the trending page right now. Dexter got caught cheating." I opened the link, still half-asleep, and then shot upright.

Just purpose. **The End.**

She was finally living her dream. THE END