Zenith Greyrat Death Novels & Stories

I answered. “Do you still need my help?” “Nah, I will just wait for the mouse to come here” “Okay then, I will go now” He said and he looked around again for one more time, and threw his cigarette butts. “Just call me when you need me” He offered and I smiled at him and nodded. He went out and closed the door. Now. I am alone again with Ross, I looked at him and came closer to him. “You’re friend is next” I whispered to him and he took one last breath and died.

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

I think of the oath I swore at this grave with blood on the stone and a priest as witness, and I think of the authorization code in violet ink with the initial T, and I understand that the vengeance I wanted would have made me the same thing as the man who signed the order. I stand. I turn away from the grave. Serafina is still waiting at the edge of the grove, her hand now empty at her side, her eyes on my face. "Walk back with me," I say. She falls into step beside me without a word. We cross the grove together, past the olive trees and the dry earth and the place where the bullet came from an hour ago, and we walk through the gate into the courtyard where three capos are dead on the stone

He was crying but finally looking at her. "What happened Damien?" He didnt say anything but he cried more. Silently. She didn't even think he was breathing. It was as if he was trying to hold his breath to hold in his tears. "Oh you found- what the fuck?" Jonathan gasped in shock. Ashleigh looked at Jonathan, "Please, make all this disappear?" "Sure." Ashleigh watched Damien stare at the floor as Jonathan got rid of the pills and the blade and all of their companions. When Jonathan left to put away the stuff she spoke.

His face is half-covered in a liquid-silver mask, replacing the skin she saw burn. "People of Aethelgard," Arthur’s voice booms across the city. "The terrorist known as Zora Vane has murdered the CEO of Vane Global. She is a biological hazard. As of this moment, the High Council has authorized the 'Total Purge'. The Slums will be leveled in one hour. Unless... the Heiress surrenders." Zora looks at the tank where Dante is floating. She looks at the rebels. She realizes her father wasn't the one who died in that explosion. He was the one who set the timer.

' Serena, stripped of my support, went bankrupt. This was her intended ending anyway, so I felt no pity for her. As for Lark, without the abilities I bought for her, she died at the hands of her stepmother. The system was ruthless to the core. Before she died, she told her she was only good with the gun because of the purchase I made. Her lips moved, but she never managed to even say the words, "I'm sorry." Still, I no longer cared for their apologies. Finally, the system transferred my last reward. Two billion.

Danger level: red. Moreover, Chad discovered that many names on the list were black. Chad reacted only after seeing the name Kenny in black. It turned out that everyone on the list with black names had died. Kenny was Chad's senior and died in an accident five years ago. He was killed by members of the Zenith Organization! It turned out that those whose names were black on the list were all deceased, while those whose names were red were still alive. Chad discovered Matilda's name on the list, but the description of Matilda surprised him.

He clutched at his throat, his face turninh a mottled shade of purple He staggered backwards, his body convulsing. I watched, my face devoid of emotions as Zareth took his last breath. The life drained from his life, leaving the blank and empty. When I was sure he was dead. I dragged his body to the edge of a nearby cliff and threw him off. His lifeless form disappeared into the chasm below, swallowed by the darkness.

The stench of bloodshed hung heavily in the night air. "This is insane! Mr. Zamora has been killed! His head is hanging off the flag of the Northern Troops!" Every group chat was immediately bombarded by all kinds of messages. "Is this real? Who could be so ruthless? The Zamoras are practically royalty in Javonbury. Whoever did this must have a death wish!" "It's definitely real! Someone saw Kendrick's severed head with their own eyes. It was the Legion who did it, under their deputy head, Lord Reaper's orders. The person who killed Kendrick is the newest legionnaire, Ashton Gray!"

Impotent to bear her sobbing, her grief, Zen wrapped his hands around her shoulder from behind, Embracing her, holding her tightly so she could control her wails a little. “This will pass, Ruth. He doesn’t want you to cry…” Zen whispered, holding her to ease her anguish. With a screech, Drayce almost regenerated and tried attacking them again but Kriss, Gerald, Freya and Persephone came to stop him and not hurt anyone more than he already did. Azen and Tabit were badly injured. Ruth was in a state of mental trauma, Felix was dead. Things had begun to fall and unable to bear this grief anymore, Zadicus stepped forth.