The Land Of The Beautiful Dead Novels & Stories

she said. She leaned in and continued, “Out of all the Cooper extended brothers, the man I fear the most is Damian. He’s ruthless and dangerous…he’s practically the king of shady dirty money.” “What do I do now?” I asked. “Janelle, as much as I hate to say this…you have no choice. Accept it.” She said and I was shocked. Even brave Ashley suggested I accept a death contract? The couple interrupted us. “Good morning ladies,” the man said, and we greeted with a lowered bow.

Kiri: But it's precisely that it's in this world that such a place exists. Ban: ???? Kiri: This place is known as the Valley Of The Beauty Of Death. Ban: Beauty of death? Kiri: Centuries ago when the war between humans and demons was really extreme this valley right here was a graveyard where thousands of demons who died in battle were buried. Back then it was known as the Valley Of Death. But later on the fighting decreased and the war was put on hold and only minor fights here and there would occur but no one would come as far as here to bury their fallen comrades. Years passed and the ground that was filled with darkness slowly faded and the ground started to become fertile again and thes

Chapter 89 The Deadlands No wind moves here. The Deadlands is a dead place. Cracked obsidian plains where the sky bleeds red. Nothing grows. Only barren land, choked with vengeful souls who died unjustly. Two arch-demons stood against an arch-hybrid — an abomination forged from hellfire. The only thing that could kill arch-demons. Kelvin and Marvin didn’t care if they died. They found peace in chaos. Even as they lost ground to an army of arch-hybrids.

“Hello, sweetheart. Aunt Willa can’t wait to hold you.” “I think this kid is thrilled to see you.” I chuckled. “I’m so excited. How’s the room decoration going on?” “Still working on it.” I noticed a new painting. A mysterious woman on a beautiful landscape in the sunset. “That’s beautiful.” “Really?” She blinked. I saw the gaiety in her eyes. “Yeah. It’s the quietness, the contentment, and the beauty that is represented in the landscape and the sunset, of course. The woman is happy in her life.”

“Exactly right.” And everybody agreed, except for the desert, who was pouting off by itself in a most unflattering manner. But the desert had a trick up its sleeve, oh yes it did. For it may be thwarted at the moment, but it will not be thwarted for long, and even now there was a rumbling deep underground that made the desert cease feeling sorry for itself. In fact, it began to smile, a harsh smile, a terrible smile, and anybody who witnessed it certainly would have been frozen in horror, pierced by the chill one feels when they drop something fragile, something that was given to them by somebody very dear who is now dead, and now they have nothing with which to remember them, and shall neve

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

I can't count how many times I already reread this book but everytime I do, it feels like I am reading it for the first time again. Every page gives magic and even though this novel breathes despair, and the characters are perfect but the dearest author just..killed them, I am still proud to say I am the number one fan of this 386 pages book. “ Kath! Are you done?” I didn't listen to Tim as he screamed from the garden. “Zoe Kathareen! Did you hear me well?” He shouted again.

But it was still visibl "It's beautiful," she said, the moment of fear was transformed to a lovely warrior. The leather pants and the gray shirt she wore added her look to an astonishing goddess like he had saw already but couldn't tell wher "Before you look downward," he stood beside her and put his arms on her shoulders to prepare her for what he was going to show her. "All things that is alive is beautiful. Everything the heavens give is beautiful. There was a time that three lucky queens who were given the world to rule and make everything beautiful full of life. You know the queens and indeed, thy made everything beautiful. But there a vut of this story. Death is true and he was not jea

They only got to play and climb the one near the river, but it's not as tall as this. It is beautiful up here, Serra thought. The different colors around her was overwhelming. That foreign feeling of being somewhere unfamiliar was uncomforting but weirdly gratifying. She felt like she's been freed out from a prison and the world outside was very unwelcoming. It's beautiful in here. Who would think death lurks in the shadows of this peaceful and calm woods? Beauty is dangerous, she reminded herself. The more beautiful the thing is the more dangerous it is, as death hides in the most beautiful things in the world. Danger dresses as beauty and people will come rushing to it, coming to their own

Caspian asked, staring at Handsome as he pointed at the slowly disappearing image. "I— I'm not sure..." At that time, Handsome was frightened by Caspian's gaze. Moreover, because it stole a piece of spirit jade before, Handsome was very guilty and stammered, "But it feels… it feels like… feels like the Myriad Demons Burial Ground..." "What type of place is the Myriad Demons Burial Ground?" Caspian took a step forward and appeared before Handsome. "You know where's this place, right? How do we get there?"