Tomari Death Novels & Stories

I whisper. Kieran doesn’t move. “I will not.” “You have to.” My voice trembles now. “I’m not going to be the reason the system you built turns you into something that can’t feel.” “Nora.” “If you keep choosing me,” I say quietly, “eventually the Weave will stop you.” Kieran steps closer. “I am Death,” he says softly. “No one dies unless I allow it.” His gaze never leaves mine. “And I will not allow your life to end.”

She puts her hand to my face and brings the talisman towards my cheek. "Stop it!" the guy yells. The talisman hits my skin, and it's so painful I can't even scream. My vision blurs and everything goes dark for a moment. Then Heather is gone. Yanked off of me. I hear her fall against the ground, her cry more from anger than pain. "I'll give you one chance," the guy says. "Leave now. In two seconds I won't be so merciful." His voice sounds so familiar, like it's always been with me. Like it's, oddly, a part of me. I try to place it, but my head throbs and I can't think straight, let alone open my eyes.

But since this meant another chance at life for him, the Core Origin Realm Cultivator bought it with a smart head of his shoulders. It was just sad that it was Maru whom he had faced at this day of all times. “DING!” The escaping talisman came and went but its passenger remained rooted on the spot. Ever burning and in great anguish. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” The nameless Core Origin Realm Cultivator shouted his last before his naked and perfect body turned into ashen remains all at once. Silence pervaded the scene. “Master?” The minions of the recently departed cultivator looked in shock at this unexpected turn of events.

Death Note said as he dropped him to the ground. "You did well" Tom replied with his legs crossed and a blunt in between his fingers as he sat comfortably in his office chair with some documents on the desk in front of him. Some armed guards walked in and placed a cup shaped device on Jackson's head. And then they carried him and left to the underground laboratory. "Were you able to kill the lightning guy?" Tom asked puffing out smoke from his mouth. "I did" Death Note replied "Then I guess our job is finished" Tom replied and brought out a gun and shot him in the head.

Himari’s POV. - Who could possibly want me dead? The dreadful thought rattles me to my very bones. A memory from the day I met Zorien for the first time suddenly flashes in my mind. I still recall my eminent fear of that ferocious Demon, and how I had been terrified to the point of preferring death in his hands. Things are different now. I don’t wish to die anymore, not by his hands or any other. “Mari, are you okay?” I hear a little voice ask me and look aside to Timothy looking at me with a sullen face. I shouldn’t let him worry over me as well.

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

Who was dead? “Mom…?” Tommy clung to my arm. “What’s happening mom?” “Stay close,” I whispered. Suddenly, the door burst open and angry warriors flooded in. Their eyes traveled from me to Tommy. “There she is.” “She brought the Alpha down.” “I didn’t do anything,” I said quickly. “What are you all talking about? What are you doing here?” A warrior stepped forward. I recognized him because he was one of the top ones in the pack. “Because of you, our Alpha is dead.”

CHAPTER 71 AMAYA “I but there’s simmering saw her,” Tomas said suddenly. Everyone stilled. “What?” I whispered. “The person ou think died,” he said, his voice low. “The one you saw… that wasn’t me.” “You’re lying,” Alvaro said instantly. “I’m not,” Tomas replied. “Voss grew replacements. Copies. Imperfect ones. Disposable. He needed bodies to burn when things went wrong.” My head started spinning. The image ..

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

He clenched his teeth and roared, “Just you wait. Eastern Ocean won’t let you off!” A huge dent appeared on his chest from Chase’s punch, and his heart exploded instantly. His eyes widened. There was resentment in them. It was not a peaceful death for him! One of the Eastern Ocean’s Eight Heavenly Masters, Sloane Lowe, was dead! At that moment, only silence filled the air.