Toriel Dead Novels & Stories

I can't help but feel a little anxiety given what happened with Mark at the last show. Standing in the elevator, I inhale deeply as the doors close. Zurielle, Mark is dead. The Spider Backs are gone. Everything is fine. After my self-talk, the doors ding open and I waddle to my office. June rushes towards me and hands me a Live Fashion Show checklist to go through.

She pursed her lips. Lucas shoved the box into her hands nonetheless. "You're still as stubborn as ever. I'm here to ask you about your mom's third death anniversary. If you have any plans in mind, let me know in advance so I can help you with it." Ariel paused briefly. She did not expect Lucas would remember about that. Elena passed away a year before Ariel got married. It would soon be her third death anniversary. Jayson probably was not even aware of this. "Alright, I'll see you at the convention hall in a bit." Lucas looked at his phone and stroked her hair as he always did. Then, he turned around and left.

I thought what happened was real, I thought I was dead, I thought. I cried in Joseph's chest. "Honey, don't worry. No one will hurt you anymore, no one will hurt you anymore because Aunt Beth is gone." I stopped crying and faced Joseph again. "Huh? What's gone?" "He's gone, he tried to enter Tito Joel's house. He didn't know there was a guard at Tito's house, he thought we were the only ones with a guard so he had the courage to enter Tito's house. There was a shootout there and he was killed Aunt Beth of the police. She's loved no more, no villain in our lives."

Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor balcony. It was nasty enough to have the whole office buzzing. By dinner time, the police released the names: Julian and Lily. I raised an eyebrow. Nice. Supposed they finally got their 'happily ever after.'

“It can’t be.” “He’s dead" kerric said— Kerric slammed a fist onto the council table, silencing them. “Joel is gone. You’ve all let fear cloud your minds. These killings are the work of a rogue loyalist, nothing more.” But even his voice wavered. Elora sat stiffly on her throne, her silver gaze unfocused. The name haunted her dreams. The shadow of a man she couldn’t place, couldn’t name… yet whose presence felt like a missing piece of her soul.

With the last of her breath, Tori turns to face upwards and feeling her consciousness going away, Wayne hooks his hands with hers, hugging her. “Moon Goddess, is this how this story is really going to end? Please…” Black. Tori Garfield passes away, and soon after, Wayne Wright does too.

he whispered, after a minute. He loved my blood, it made him high. I’m not an idiot. “Fucking right it should be him. His name is RYAN,” Troy said, spitting. I knew his dying wish was probably that he get to see Tully die, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction, but he’d be next no doubt. My demon kneeled before him and placed his hand on his scarred chest. The vamp had no soul to take, but I would ensure there was no way to resurrect his body. I took my other hand and quickly shoved it in his mouth, jerking it back. His head ripped off and I blew on it, igniting it.

“Don’t worry. He won’t be a problem.” “You killed him?” Kieran nodded once. “Handled it personally.” “Good. I don’t want him mentioned again.” But Kieran didn’t leave. Which meant there was more. I raised a brow. “You’re hovering. Say it.” “It’s Lorien.” My grip on the weed stick twitched. “What about him?” I said, the words sharp. “He’s dying.” The room went still for a moment. I blinked, then scoffed. “And?” Kieran frowned. “He lost too much blood during the extraction. There was internal tearing. The pack doctor’s doing everything he can, but without magical aid—he’s not going to make it through the night.”

Six years after my younger brother and my fiancée passed away, I picked out a grave for myself. Before my final visit to their graves, my mother suddenly said, “Miles, you don’t have to go this year. The truth is that they never died.” I was startled for a moment before the two of them walked right out of my brother’s room. My brother, Sean, put on a teasing smile as he draped an arm around the woman beside him. “I won the bet! I told you my brother would never figure it out. “Who’s going to be on top tonight, huh, Vera?” My so-called late fiancée, who used to cry whenever she saw me suffer even the slightest grievance, looked at me with open disdain. “He’s just too stupid. We’ve been

During the two times Torin had gone feral and vicious, he had killed a lot and their people were victims. Known as the strongest pack in Eryndor, Hollowvale; they had fought hard but the attackers managed to kill a few of them. They were still mourning when they arrived with the news that Torin was dead. Tyler couldn’t receive the proper welcome they had planned to celebrate his arrival with. The curse had not been lifted at the cost of nothing. It had came with its own price. Today, even the wind itself seemed reluctant to speak, brushing only lightly through the tall pines that towered around the pack’s sacred burial grounds.