Zenith Greyrat Death Novels & Stories

Nelanian ripped it open and read the name scrawled in calligraphy. 'Assassinate Mr. Starkridge by the 20th of this month.' It was stated. Nelanian remembered who he was at that point. "I am Zegrath Void, The Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, the hundred and seventh to hold the title," he said in his brain as he descended the hill.

“Alright! I’ll expel the girl tomorrow and help you carry out your plan afterward. Thank you for always looking out for me, Mr. Zenith.” Silas thanked him earnestly. Click! Zenith ended the call and turned to one of the bodyguards beside him. “I don’t care how much it costs; find someone who can stage a car crash and kill Rain Frost tomorrow, and then when Kiran York becomes unhinged…” He made a throat-slitting gesture. The bodyguard nodded and left to execute the order. Zenith smiled cruelly. He could not care less about Silas's problems. His purpose was simple—to make Silas expel Rain and get her killed in a car crash while she was distracted with dismay.

Albert snickered while tapping his crane on the ground, making a hole. Hearing him mentioned Lilith, aggravates Zitrey and jumped to beat Albert's face to smithereens. However, she didn't notice at all, that White Raven was following her with a long silver blade in hand, ready to kill her. Zitrey saw how Albert grinned so crazy, how his eyes sparkled evilly when out of sudden, a man jumped between Zitrey and White Raven. *Slash!

“W-what?” “Your brother’s Beta broke through the veil, and it was felt all over Eastonia. My father’s forces attacked several pack territories along the border of Rifthold last night in response. Hacksaw Gorge, Ivory Mountain, Clover Row… among others.” He runs his hands through his hair and curses under his breath. “They’re gone. Every man, woman, and child.” My heart plummets into my stomach. “Ryatt–” “Thorne,” he continues, a bitter edge to his voice, “died when warriors from Rifthold attacked Granite Rise.”

I picture the dirt underneath the grass, and the rocks underneath the trees. I feel the fire recede, its oppressive heat disappearing. I open my eyes, and the fire is completely gone. But how did I do that? There’s no time to wonder. The Hunter who hurt Alec turns to me and raises his sword. His eyes are cold and cruel. I raise my hand, and my dad’s bracelet glows white hot against my wrist. Ripping the bracelet off, I throw it, and, almost as if it were sentient and with a mission, it wraps around the Hunter’s hand. He yanks at it and curses, but it holds.

The night before our SAT, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Suddenly, my phone screen lit up. I received a text from an unknown number. [Tomorrow at 6:30 a.m.. Leaving for the testing center. Your sister disappears.] I stared at the screen, my heart jolting. I did have a twin sister, Molly Young, and we were both scheduled to take the test the next day. But what a pathetic prank. I tossed my phone aside, turned over, and went back to sleep. The next morning, we had barely left the driveway when Molly suddenly cried out beside me. “Oh no, I forgot my admission ticket.” “Dad, pull over! I need to go back and get it.”

It was just us now. Xander knelt, chest heaving, bleeding from his side. I stood, my hands lighting up with my powers. “You think you’ve broken us?” I said, stepping between him and Zerathos. “You think you can kill what’s already survived death? We won't go down so easily.” “Death is mercy,” he replied, voice low. “What I bring is eternity of torment.” He stretched out his hand and the shadows formed a black, long sword that glinted. He raised his blade.

He was the worst of the worst Serith had warned the world about. Holding Diana’s burnt body in his arms, Zephyr Darkken lumbered all the way from the Wenos pack to the Jupitus pack with his charred body. The ground he walked on burst into flames. Such malignant and roaring flames any force of nature couldn’t put off, not even God.

They turned on their heels, but none of them could escape the bullets, as it pierced into their skin. With the same telekinetic powers that Zing was mollified by, Grey lifted the gammas one by one in mid air, and dashed them into the trees. Tree branches sticking out of their chest as they breathe their last air. The workmen in the area were already scampering into the woods, as Grey turned into a killing beast. He did not stop until all the gammas before him were dead, and when he saw that his aim was accomplished, he staggered, and fell to his knees. "Grey, are you okay?" Zing asked, coming over to him.

Felicity braced herself to answer, “Chief Zabka, all of us are prepared to die the day we join Admiralporium. “To have died in the line of duty is very common. We’re also sad about Gary’s death, so the team has claimed his merit.” Randall’s gaze was murderous. “Felicity Lawrence, I’m giving you one last chance. How did my son die?” Felicity withstood the immense pressure. “Gary Zabka accidentally fell into Hell Doyen’s magic circle in the process of pursuing the latter and was killed by it…” “Really?” Randall chortled icily. His gaze was exceptionally dark. All of a sudden, the captain of the second division, Drake, walked out from the corner dragging someone who was soaked in blood.