Serving Death
You’re Out Of Time!

My name is Kyle…
And…I’m part of the Deathlier’s society we are a group among us we have the power to take what is most important to you…Your life.
I can kill you a single touch and your soul is realised from your body .I’ve dealt with this ability all my life the power the knowing at first no one believed me…in fact…no…I’m not going to tell you about my sorry little past I’m not here for sympathy.
I and two other people have powers a man named Thomas can track the souls trapped on earth he says that they leave trails…trails of colours by holding a personal item of that person a colour becomes brighter in till it leads him to his target. A girl name Debbie can tell when your going to die not how but when she says numbers flash in her mind she can point down your death to the matter of seconds.

“Where is he?” I grumble I’ve been up all day, “he is around” Thomas says he’s breathing slowly his eyes are blue and narrow he’s searching for our victim I rub my hands together “The Train station…He is there” Thomas says “What’s he” I begin “Red t-shirt got a lazy slouch running his ears on a item of sin” Thomas sighs “I pod?” I ask Thomas ignores me he’s getting off the train I grunt a replied and run to find the doomed figure.

I find him sitting on a bench sit by him I pull off a long leather glove revealing my hand its bone grey and old looking I grimace and touch the teenager’s arm he doesn’t notice but his faced becomes a large smile he looks up at the sky a wide smile spread on his face it was held for a few seconds then he stared at his I pod. I got up and looked around sighing I head towards the exit has I do there are screams my head whirls, a large Cat is bounding towards us the air warms and my hands crackle. The demon roars and toss a woman on to the train track lucky for her there was no train the large cat has scales and talons for feet I start backing away it’s charging towards me!
Pain I’m shouldered by the creature flying I crashed in to a wall incredibly I get back up, the creature lashes out at me as it does its talons rip into the teenagers face who hadn’t noticed this creature his face becomes a bloody pulp and he hits the floor blood sprays and covers me and the creature, I’m quick to duck the blow it’s hand smashing into the wall. I head to the stairs when I see Thomas he holds out a hand not wanting to come further I jump but the creature grabs my leg, I roar anger fills me it throws its talons scratching at my face I grab one and flames erupt from my skin I scream and blow my hands, as the monster wheels away I turn and run.

Death’s Calling

This is the 2nd book to The Sorrows of Death don’t panic it has nothing to do with the Sorrow’s of Death all the books are a stand alone for now this will be updated whenever I can for the readers of this website
It has Dark moments, romantic scenes and violence. Kyle Law
Rated: 12+
—————————-Death’s Calling————————–
It’s Coming For You!

My name is Bart…
..And I can see the dead. It started when I was 12 soon after my sister death, the souls of the dead trapped on this planet whispers and screams wanting to see and hear about there relatives. I was scared asked my parents beg them to go away, they didn’t believe me they were having a hard time too after my sisters accident.
The dead aren’t all that bad they are sometimes nice to be around but sleep is becoming less and less as the years go on.
I saw my sister when I was 14. She was frozen in the awful position when she died. Her neck pointed left, the right arm was twisted back on itself, the ankle bent backwards blood dribbled from her mouth as she spoke, an eyeball hung from a empty socket. I spotted her while I was out with a few friends we were laughing and then she appeared she tried smiling but that made her show me all her broken teeth.
I screamed left my mates and ran trying to get to the safety of my home my sister didn’t follow but slowly and sadly walked after me.
I got use to having my sister around her telling me things were she’s been sometimes I feel as if she’s lying but I let it pass.
Sunglasses are good stops me from seeing them, but I can still hear there voices slight whispers in the background. I regularly visit homes of the dead trying to make peace with there souls and soon after these souls disappeared they had found there way off this planet and into the next life.

Is one of my favourite stories I wrote it when I was 8 (I’m now 15): D and have decided to fiddle and bring it up to date for the readers of this website
It has Dark moments, romantic scenes and violence. Kyle Law
Rated: 12+
——————The Sorrow’s of Death!———-
Who Says You Can’t Cheat Death?

My name is Capac Welling…
…And I have a unique talent since the age of 12, I was able to visit a different place. A world of the dead, I told my parents but that got me a month session with a psychiatrist. I was silent after that and kept my head low. I’m 15 now and my supernatural ability has demanded more of me, it didn’t leave me it got more powerful.
I started to see peoples’ death simple contact a handshake and I might see a heart attack, any contact with bare skin and that person’s death is revealed.
My parents died when I was young only 10. People believed my seeing of this world of death was a relapse of my mind so i could grief my parents death. I was soon passed from foster parent to foster parent at 14 I left, I never looked back. I’m older now understand more, able to control the curse that has been placed upon me.
I’m heading to a library a good place for me to go to learn and keep up to date with news and regular deaths.
Library’s always have that quite effect when you walk in the librarian looked up at me sneered and went back to typing on the computer I sigh taking no comfort in her death by mugging I sat by a table after grabbing one of my favourite Darren Shan books and began reading my eyes slowly began to flicker to the time when a cute looking girl sat near me “Ama” she said and stuck out a hand automatically, I shook it forgetting I had taken my gloves off to read even. Though it was the briefest contact there was a flash I closed my eyes when I opened them I was in a shopping mall screams I became aware of screams the girl Ama was backing away but from what I moved from behind her and focused my eyes on her target. At first I thought it was a large eagle but when I focused it had no feather just bones scraps of its own flesh (I hope) dangled from its bones the smell of rotten meat filled the air it flapped lazily and as Ama turned to run it pounced her screams filled my ears scraps of flesh was tossed high into the air intestines were dragged out and tossed to one side the girls screams died down and the creature turned swallowing something hole and searched for it’s next victim I stared at Ama ripped in to mouth frozen In a deathly howl a tear rolled down my cheek. There was a flash and I was back at the library.
“And you are?” Ama asked.