Yuri Dead Novels & Stories

Until Death-chapter 26 Theme: Surprised or Shocked, part 2 "How is that possible?" I asked no one in particular, my mouth still open in incredulity as the scene in front of me unfurled itself. Surprise is the military soldier's transformation that just turned into a reaper's warrior. The second is Ryan, so he was the reaper's leader all this time. That means he killed both my foster and biological dad. Lastly, my team.

"Yuri Volkov died an hour ago. Complications from surgery." Elena was quiet. "Elena?" "I'm here." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "He's gone. The empire is gone. It's over." Elena looked at Lucien. At Nadia. At the baby. "I know." She hung up. --- Lucien was watching her. "Yuri?" "Yuri. He's dead." "How do you feel?" "I don't know." "Me neither." "Same." He walked to her. Took her hand.

He roared, "Clarisse, Clarisse, I'm sorry! I love you... I heard that people become ghosts after death. You should come back to see or claim my life! Don't hide. I know you're here. Show up and let me take a look... I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." At the end of his sentence, he kept slapping his face, his eyes red like a trapped beast. He finally said he loved me, but it was after I died. However, it was too late, Connor. He got exhausted from crying and lay on the bed with my ashes. The next day, he went to the police station and resigned as a forensic doctor. Then, I watched him live like a zombie. He stayed at home every day. Besides doing chores, he held my urn. I floated aside with a frown and

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

While she flaunted the gifts she received from Peter, she also took photos of me in my unsightly condition. Her captions only got snarkier with every post. "Can someone tell me when she'll be meeting her maker?" "Spending a dead person's money delightfully. It's time to be extravagant." "How can one torment someone in a vegetative state without leaving a trace?" Flustered, Selena tried to tear the papers up. "Bitch, you fabricated these!" I watched her calmly as she tore at the papers like a madwoman. "Tear them up all you want. I've made copies of them."

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

He came up with this plan in desperation. The other man was Golden Shark, who had gotten away. He had a vicious look on his face. There was also a scar on his eyebrow. "They did it." Yale threw away the glass he was holding. "That bastard, Sova, killed so many of my people. He destroyed everything I've built. He's getting off too easy!" Golden Shark still had a lot of pent-up frustration. On the other hand, Yale was emotionless. "Calm down, Mr. Golden Shark. You can always get more merchandise and manpower. As long as you're still alive, you can build everything up again. Ethan's death would mean you'd be able to live in peace without constant threat."

Nothing existed in the space—no walls, no air, no warmth. There was no water, but he felt like he was drowning. No fire, yet his body burned. And though there was no wind, an icy chill crept into his fingers. “This isn’t even funny…” His eyes stared blankly into the nothingness, expressionless. His soul—silent. The kind of silence that screamed louder than any noise. Not even in dreams could he find light. This was more than a nightmare. “I don’t even know my purpose… why do I need to live?” he whispered, leaning his head back as if asking the universe why he couldn’t just die.

He said gently, "Sadie, let the past die with yesterday. From now on, you will be reborn anew. I hope your days from here on will be filled with joy." Standing on the rooftop, Nemera raised her champagne glass, clinking it against his before drinking it all in one breath. "Now, I have only one regret left," Nemera said softly. "What is it?" Noah asked. Nemera looked at him with a strange smile. "Well, my regret is… that you're still alive." "What did you say?" Noah's eyes widened. Suddenly, he clutched his head and dropped to his knees. "How's the champagne with a little something extra?" she asked sweetly.

"Aiden, please! I'm carrying your child!" "My pup is gone," my voice was flat, dead. "He died with his mother at the bottom of the sea." Two guards moved to drag Kyra away. "No!" she struggled wildly. "You can't do this to me! I gave you everything!" Just as she was being hauled out of the room, Kyra looked back, her eyes wild with desperate madness. "SHE KNEW!" Kyra shrieked, her voice cracking with madness. "SHE KNEW YOU WERE ALIVE THE WHOLE TIME! Her 'suicide' was her ultimate revenge against you! She wanted you to know what it truly felt like to lose a mate! "