Yuji Death Stare Novels & Stories

Zarius yelled into the void. “Bring your cowardly asses back here! Fight me!” Silence met his echoes. They were gone. Zarius stood breathing heavily, his back turned to me. Slowly, he rotated, his glowing golden eyes locking onto mine with a look of pure, lethal fury that conveyed the message: “You. Are. So. Dead.”

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

I didn't know what he was thinking. He slowly approached my body and pressed his fingers to my neck, seemingly wanting to verify that I was dead. I wondered whether he would cremate me. The urn was right beside me, so he should understand what I wanted. Of course, there wasn't anything I could do if he pretended not to know and went against my wishes. I floated in mid-air and played with my fingernails, feeling bored. Then, I caught the gleam of tears in Gary's eyes. I widened my eyes in shock, unable to believe what I'd just seen.

I thought maybe this girl was my opportunity. But I was wrong. The next second, the baby doll turned around, revealing hollow, blood-soaked eyes. "I don't have parents. Do you want to be my mommy?" she mumbled. Her blood and tears poured down her face, soaking her dress. The next second, her head fell off and landed in her own hands. Suddenly, dark storm clouds gathered in the sky, looking ominous. At the same time, the comments flooded the live chat. "Haha! So dumb! Of all people, she had to pick a fight with Aria, the Headless Girl, one of the Four Bosses."

"Are you sure Luna Maeve handed you the knife and threatened you yesterday? Judging by her body's rotting condition, she died well before Spring Hunt Caravan even began." The color drained from Tala's and Fenwick's faces. Cinder shot them a suspicious look and continued, "You claim you met Luna Maeve yesterday and that she handed a knife to you. How could she have done that? Did she come back from the dead?" Magnus' mind buzzed violently, and he could barely think at all. As if he had just been struck by lightning, he stared at the scene before his eyes in a daze. "No… It can't be… Maeve can't possibly be dead… I came home just before Spring Hunt Caravan started. She was perfectly fine then.

“We have an understanding.” I wasn’t sure if your girlfriend having a direct relationship with your subconscious was a good thing or not. Made me feel like a third wheel. All that was left of the Jester by this point were tatters. They lay on the ground like leaves, twitching and flickering with a blue light. The boy had been relentless, tearing her apart even after she’d stopped fighting back. Yuqi watched open-mouthed, her hands clutching her hair. She fell to her knees and began sobbing.

"Damn it!" Yasuda was furious. Ah… Cries of despair from the samurai filled the room. Aida screamed in shock, her phone capturing the scene of the screaming samurai. As Yasuda watched through the video call, Kiran York slowly lifted the man by the neck. The samurai's legs kicked wildly in the air, like a chicken struggling for life in its final moments. But his neck was already twisted aside, his body limp, now just a corpse. "You, you…" Yasuda stuttered, watching the scene unfold, filled with sorrow and anger.

As I pushed through a set of heavy metal doors, death was exactly what I saw. It was a damn blood bath. And there, standing in the center covered in what I hope is all their blood is my wife. Mangled bodies lay at her feet as she battled against her father. As I stepped over the threshold, I watched as her katana swung and Takashi’s head rolled down the pile of bodies. “Yūri!” I shouted as I saw her start to wobble. I rushed forward, catching her in my arms. “Babe?” I questioned, fearful she was dead. “I told you I’d finish this.” she weakly smiled, her head leaning against my shoulder.

"Japan has another Luna?" Tatsuya, sitting stiffly among the Predators’ reserves, paled. His heart dropped into his stomach. “No… Renji… you idiot. Now everyone knows.”, "Fuck " he quickly gets up, going outside to make a phone call, murasame watching him as he leaves.

All I could see as I sat there was her lifeless face staring up at me. A faint chuckle roused me from my thoughts, echoing maliciously off the stone. Across the cell, Yuri sat, his smirk unyielding—a viper basking in the poison of his own making. My promise whispered in the confines of solitude echoed fiercely in my mind: if death were to be my fate, I would drag Yuri down with me. I would kill him with my own hands and enjoy watching the life drain from him.