The Five Of Us Are Dying Novels & Stories

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

I shouted with all my might. "I'm sorry, treasure, but I'm afraid that's impossible." some of the men told me. "What are you going to do? Please take everything ... I'll give you everything but let us go." I was dying of fear. I didn't know what was coming. They were laughing. Apparently it was funny for them that I was praying for our lives. "Treasure, your man owes us so much moee than just money and he will pay with his life," said one of the men.

With the help of Saint their pictures were unfolded unto me. They were five people in all. They were so deadly that once they have assigned them no matter what they have to ta your life. But This time around they had accepted a bad contract. As I am speaking all the five are dead and their main office with their underground offices have been ruined completely and members who were not in the premises at that time were all affected. We are now left with the cult group who signed the contract for them to kill me. They have to die with their cult. We suppose to get them at 1:3o am so we are waiting here till the time and rushed to finish them before we go to rest.

Harry growled. "This was meant to be a silent mission, but with this useless stunt you just pulled, the cops will soon be involved." Five said. "Bye! I'm leaving tonight. I will hide somewhere and then leave through my private jet at night." "Okay. Stay safe." Five replied. "Wait! Is Abel dead?" She asked. "No." Harry replied, angry at himself for failing to kill him. "Great. All this stunt was in vain!" Five said, and then ended the call.

Five years of marriage. Then I saw his post. “Happy fifth anniversary to my beautiful wife. Five years with you still feels like the beginning.”I smiled without even realizing it. Today is going to be a good day,I told myself. Damian and I had been married for five years. Five years of loving him, adjusting to him, building a life around him. He had been away on a business trip for months now, and I had been counting down the days to this one. He promised he would be available just this day and I believed him.

I jumped down from the flowerbed and walked away without looking back. Somehow, someone had recorded everything and uploaded it online, including the evidence I had posted in the group chat. The Christmas holidays was prime time for drama, and within an hour, it went viral. The internet exploded with comments. “Oh my god, what kind of family is this? That’s terrifying.” “So it’s true what they say. once there’s a stepmother, there’s a stepfather problem too.” “The scariest part is the sister. She’s hated her for years over this? That’s insane.”

“You can’t die. None of the Five have ever died or been replaced, so stop your nonsense of me taking over for you.” “The Five can die, but it takes all four others to kill just one. I never said I would die of old age. It’s true that none of the Five have ever died or been replaced, but that doesn’t mean there won’t come a time when such a scenario is needed. Now, Everly and Sebastian. I want you two to do some fieldwork. Master and grow your abilities together so that when the time comes, you are ready to assist Death. Are you two willing to accept the task?”

The landlady glanced over and sighed. "She's having another episode." "Her granddaughter died years ago. She spends all day holding that urn and saying the girl has gone out to bring her husband home." "Completely out of her mind." A tremor ran through Adrian. Then he laughed. "Dead?" "Good." Adrian snatched the urn from my grandmother's arms and slammed it to the floor. "Grace Carter, you've really outdone yourself." "You were so afraid I'd come after you that you hired all these people to put on a show?"

“Then you walked into my life and proved me wrong.” Before I could answer, Pestilence loudly cleared his throat. “If you two are done making the rest of us sick with all that romance…” War snorted into his beer. “…we’ve actually got something important.” Death sighed dramatically. “Can’t I have five minutes with my girlfriend?” “No,” Famine replied flatly. “You already had all night.” The entire clubhouse erupted into laughter. I buried my face against Death’s shoulder, groaning while he chuckled. “Traitors,” he muttered at his brothers.