Watching Death Battle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

"You begged me to come to save your soul as you lie dying in a puddle of your own filthy blood. So what if after rejecting you that she got into a successful relationship, she married, and she had tons of kids. She led a far happier life than if you had been anywhere around her. You can appear and disappear at will only because you felt invisible to that one person, and now it's over. Begone, Quix, out of my sight, forever this time." Quix chuckled as his eyes flashed. He continued pressing his blade down and the tiniest crack formed in the energy shield. "That would have worked a lot better for you if I hadn't stuffed my ears before coming to fight you." Dagon didn't wast the opportunity an

Until death, chapter 33 Theme: "Getting Ready" "Let's go and chew some ears," Reed chittered on my shoulder, his tail wiggling in excitement as if the battle we were about to have was for leisure. "That bitch and her boyfriend," he chittered again, and I knew he was talking about Ryan and my mom. "Don't fucking stop me," he growled, and I could feel the anger in his voice. "Their ears, eyes, and nose belong to me. Then you can do to their body as you like."

Her silver hair fell in waves down her back, and her piercing blue eyes seemed to see straight through us. “You’ve come a long way to die,” she said, her lips curving into a cruel smile. Mike raised his weapon. “We’re not here to die. We’re here to stop you.” She laughed, the sound reverberating off the walls. “Brave words for a doomed pack.” The air around us grew heavy, and dark energy crackled at her fingertips. “Now,” Mike commanded, and the battle began. --- Her power was immense, Jessica and I worked in tandem, our movements synchronized as we dodged her strikes and countered with our own.

~death~ "Fuck me, I knew this was going to be a bad idea. When the Prez finds out, I'm dead. But at this moment, seeing her flawless pale skin and realizing she wasn't wearing a bra... When I noticed she was missing during the chaos of our return, I didn't think much of it. But when I looked around for her and saw she wasn't in her room, I cursed and quickly went out looking for her. Thank fuck I did. I found her a good ways from the clubhouse, walking. I could tell something was wrong the moment I looked into her eyes, so I decided to take a different route and head to a nearby motel. Here I am now, with her splayed out on top of me, asking her if she's sure about this. Her eyes bore into m

He choked out. I watched him waddle hurriedly out of the grand hall. "Strange," Zane looked amused, "whatever got into him? He's usually not this humble." "You don't say," A little smile played at the corner of my lips. Beta Darius, you started the seductive dance with death the minute you met me. You're soon going to know how it feels to pray, beg and long for death with your entire being. ~~~~~~~~~~ It finally sunk in. I am mated to a Lycan.

I spat at him while I shook with anger this time and that made him snicker. “Do you mean the alpha Damon that I shot about ten times and watched him bleed to his death? Sweet Jenny, your alpha Damon is dead. Stop being so delusional and accept it. No one is coming to save you” he said as he ran his forefinger down the side of my face again and I shook his finger off my face before I glared at him while breathing shakily. “You son of a bitch! I’m going to kill you myself if he is really dead so don’t think you have won, this is not the end” I screamed at him with all the anger in me and all he did was laugh. That only made me angrier.

Jareth moves first, grabbing Khaisha and Dane, forcing them apart before snarling, “On your knees. Now.” Dane shoots him a glare full of resentment, but even he knows he cannot challenge the beta. He drops to the floor and Khaisha follows a second later. As soon as they move, my line of sight clears. And if I wasn’t aware of my heartbeat before, I am now. I fucking am. My entire vision turns red and black dots swarm my sight as I focus on what’s in front of me. Nothing else exists beyond that. Someone is about to die.

But in the next second, a pack elder's voice thundered: "Prepare the funeral pyre. Let us pay our final respects to our fallen warrior, Sloane!" ... "Alpha, the battle at the border watchtower was a slaughter. Sloane is dead, a silver arrow through the heart! The survivors saw it with their own eyes." Killian crushed the crystal goblet in his hand, red wine dripping through his fingers. He sneered, "Sloane, defending a watchtower by herself? What a joke." "What did she offer you to turn my own warriors against me!"

Axel didn’t say a word or react. “I saw them die,” I continued quietly. “All of them.” Axel didn’t interrupt. Didn’t try to stop me. “I saw Nate win,” I added. My voice dropped. “And I couldn’t stop it.” “That wasn’t real.” “It felt real.” “I know.” I looked at him. “You were there.” His expression didn’t change. “What happened?” “You died.” Axel held my gaze. “And you think that’s how this ends?” “I don’t know.”