A Deadly Education Summary Novels & Stories

Pushing aside the pain, she asked me tearfully, “Does this make you feel better? Will it make you stay?” The wounds were very deep. But Ivy had died in the cruel summer heat, and Peter had died in pain from his illness. They had suffered no less than Alyse was suffering right at this moment. I heard myself say coldly, “No. You should die for your sins.” Alyse closed her beautiful eyes, and tears streamed down her face. When I turned to leave with the system, I heard the sound of a blade cutting flesh and smelled the pungent scent of blood.

"My father... Arthur... he made me take a basic trauma course when I was a teenager. He said a Vance asset should always know how to patch a bullet wound. I—I've never done it on someone I... on someone like you." Malakai let out a dry, rattling breath, his chest heaving. "Just... do it, Ari. I'm not... going to break." "It's going to hurt. A lot," I whispered, tears welling in my eyes—half of them fake, half of them entirely real because the thought of losing him was a physical knife in my throat.

He muttered as he hesitate, Tatiana adjusted a little as she listened. "He was a carefree young soul, everyone around him loved him because he do make them proud. His parents also loved him more than anything else. But on a certain event, he had an upcoming birthday and he became the most happiest alive but what he wanted never happened....." He paused, locking his eyes on hers looking for answers. "His birthday.......his day became the worst day of his life, he watched his parents get killed right in front of him but he couldn't do a thing to save them!" He added and Tatiana gasped in horror.

"And now he's dead because I taught him to be proud." "He's dead because someone evil killed him. Not because he learned. Not because he was proud. Because someone chose murder." I pulled her into my arms. "Luna, if we let Savage's evil stop us from teaching, from helping, from building something better, then evil wins. Is that what you want?" "I want people to stop dying!" "So do I. God, so do I." I held her while she sobbed. "But baby, the only way to stop people like Savage is to keep going. Keep teaching. Keep showing that reform works. Keep proving that knowledge is stronger than violence."