Zenith Greyrat Death Novels & Stories

And somewhere beyond the veil, Zadkiel’s broken voice whispered in the void, trembling with both rage and fear: “If the Seven rise again… Na'ara's rebirth would not be possible, Luna where are you?” The battlefield lay quiet. Smoke drifted through the ruins of Green Fall Pack; the wraiths had dissolved, their screams nothing more than whispers fading into the corrupted ether. Zadkiel’s light had vanished beyond the clouds, retreating through a tear in the sky, defeated, but not destroyed. Lucifer stood in the center, his wings retracting slowly as the red glow dimmed from his eyes. Beside him, Allistair exhaled a long breath, the golden sigils across his skin fading into faint shimmer.

Thanatos answered taking a sit on a fallen trunk. "Where am i?" He didn't wonder because he felt at peace with the stillness of time ending. He has been for a long while. But he needed to know for certain. "You are on the verge of death. This is the point where I carry your soul back to life!" He pulled down his hood to reveal a symbol of an inverted torch branded into the caramel skin at the back of his neck. "You have been bringing me back?" Grey asked taking a sit next to him. He was about to ask a question he spent decades asking himself but could never find an answer to.

I had wings! I flapped them suddenly realizing they were like new limbs. Open. Close. Open. Close. And I was off the floor again as my wings continued the sequence before I soon placed myself back on the floor seeing some colourful flats on my feet. "Oh, cute," I lift my leg to look at my flats "How does she look from the back, Death?" Poseidon asks Death "Oh she always looks good from the back," Death replies smugly before walking in front of me and standing beside Zeus

As his last words echoed, his body erupted in a brilliant purple-gold light, and with a resounding blast, he self-destructed. “Zoltan!” Zenda screamed in anguish, collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud. Witnessing Zoltan’s tragic end, Thea remained detached from the grief. She stepped forward but ignored Zenda. Her focus shifted, and she extended her hand to unleash a purple-red light beam toward the swirling black-and-white mass before her.

* Alpha King Zed * The sun is about to set in the West when I look up asking the skies if this is the end of my Father. The ceremony is over and all that's left is the stone built engraved with his name on top. Mister Rodolp Greyback, born on the eighth of September in 1825, my Father could live for another hundred years being old but still, I would have prepared if he died normally. It's difficult to accept that he passed away because someone had the audacity to end his life.

I instructed. “Yes, Sir.” Jayden nodded as he stretched out his arm and motioned for Gregory to proceed to the vehicle. As soon as they were gone, I turned toward Carter. “I can’t be sure, but I have a feeling that we might be dealing with the Lunar Eclipse pack.” “What makes you think that?” Carter’s brow pulled together, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Harvey still did not manage to see me in the end. Grandma said, "I've made a promise to Maddie. She told me she never wanted to see you again." Harvey did not lose it when he was stripped of his glory, but he snapped at that moment. He looked at the garden pavilion, where my body lay, and tried to barge over. This time, everyone but Joshua rushed over and pinned him down. Harvey yelled, "You aren't actually dead, are you, Maddison? You must've still been alive! I didn't ask you to die! How could you… How dare you die!"

She actually let slip their secrets during Layla's livestream! I made use of the opportunity and tried to get the people on online forums to take Hazel's side. Perhaps what happened to Hazel was so heartbreaking that even the heavens could not just stand by and do nothing. Everything went pretty smoothly after that. Layla died. Her mother was severely injured, whereas her father was sent to prison. I stood somewhere in the distance the day the Larsons met their downfall. For a moment, I thought I saw Hazel waving her hand at me. In the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of me. She put her arms around me and thanked me.

Enzo laughs and I join him, shaking my head. “I keep telling you I’m not the same flowery teenage girl you grew up with, Caleb. His death is mine. It’s as simple as that.” I shrug, not giving them the choice, and they all know it. “How will you do it?” James asks. “We have him sitting on the stage, so he can approve of the union. I will slit his throat when he stands over us, giving us approval.” “The blessing of our union comes before the marking,” James complains.

RAVENNA ~~~~~~~ ♤♤♤♤♤ “Well, that was a total waste of time,” Drake said as we made our way back home. “Not a total waste. At least we were able to warn him.” I busied myself with my phone when a text from Zypher came in. Zypher: Lucian Sterling is dead. His funeral is tomorrow, and you have to attend. Alaina has gone shopping for some dresses for you. Lucian Sterling was dead. I didn’t know if to be happy or sorry for him, but good riddance, right?