Wish Death Upon Someone Novels & Stories

“Upon knowing you and Zech, there is something wrong in here. What will he feel seeing your lifeless body covered in blood? How I enjoy seeing the light of him fade. Such a pretty face, perfect family, and perfect life have you ever thought about it?” I don’t know why he says those, but does it benefit him? “Killing me? I am not letting you do that to me, Deathwish. Don't you think you are ahead of me? I suppose you might be wrong. I know how you play and think. However, I am so surprised by this.” I looked around.

Hope more, Sena. @Death Wish

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true.

Thoughts of what could have been gnawed at his soul, and he vowed to cherish those he cared for in the future. As her casket was lowered into the ground, a sorrowful silence settled over the mourners. Sheila's untimely death served as a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of appreciating those who brighten our existence. The poignant farewell marked the end of a life filled with untapped potential and left an indelible mark on all who knew her.

They belong together, just like Ashely and me. My father found his second chance mate. So yes, it's different for other werewolves or whatever supernatural creature you are. If your first mate leaves you, you will get a second chance. They have to go, not dead. If your first mate dies, well, sorry, you are next. You die of a broken heart. I was paying attention when I felt someone touch my shoulder because I was still staring at the door where Maxime and Ashely disappeared towards the dining room to sit down for dinner.

A month after our wedding, she slit her wrists and died from massive blood loss. Caleb couldn't find a matching blood type in time, so he could only watch as her life slipped away. From then on, he hated me. He held on to that hatred until he died, and he never forgave me. But in this life, I hadn't even married him yet. So why had Layla still chosen to hurt herself? The system's voice echoed in my mind. "You only have one wish card left. Are you sure you want to use it on Caleb and not keep it for yourself?"

Two grim reapers who would soon take their souls to the other side of the world. Before they left a while ago, I touched both of their hands when I saw a premonition. There, I saw them die in a car accident. It was on a road and they were inside of a burning taxi. I could even hear their screams for help in my vision but no one helped them until the taxi exploded and their body was... was... I sighed again. "I'm sorry," I whispered meekly. After that, I turned my back on them. I could help, but I choose not to. The truth was I didn't want to interfere with their fate because I knew that they would not listen to me either.

Head swinging to her, he argued, with controlled anger, “It is definitely not fine. And this - you not being here - it won’t do. Carter’s and Upshaw’s deaths happened when you had no access to them. Imagine what would happen to the rest of them once you relinquish access entirely.” From his peripheral vision, he sighted Sophisticated staring into space, murmuring to himself like he was delivering a prophecy, “We’re all going to die. If the mystery killer doesn’t finish us off, the lycans and wolves would. If not them, then maybe the vampires. We’re going to die.” Holding Greg’s gaze, Sush insisted, “It’s not a dismissal. It’s a suspension. We’ll wait it out.”

"You're going to pay for embarrassing me, Horatio! You were all smug when you exposed men, weren't you? Now say goodbye. You're just a broke ass kid. Annabelle doesn't even like you. She's going to cover for me even if I kill you right here!" I heard Zacharias Wisher's voice, but before I could do anything, I felt the headlights zooming closer. The car trampled over me, and pain stabbed through my body like a sea of swords swarming its victim.