A Face To Die For Iris Johansen Novels & Stories

"Maria is going to kill us..." "She won't she knows what she did , we can stay indoors besides I have to fix us. I will do whatever it takes for you to trust me again " Javier faced Iris again and kissed her. " I missed you Fernando Javier Mendez " "Not as much as I missed you Iris Kiara Baker. For what its worth I'm happy you remembered." © #KCMmuoe

The woman dark eyes glowed, and Iris thought she saw red flames in them, but they were gone just as they came. "The choice is yours," the woman continue to stare at her. "You have less than a minute to tell me, or you can kiss yourself goodbye." Iris felt her throat tightened as if someone grabbed them with force, the more she struggled to get free, the more it hurts. “F. I. N. E,” she choked out, and the pressure left her. "A friend of mine told me about you, his name is Khan," she confessed. “What did he tell you about me?” She pushes herself out of her seat.

I asked Iris and she had a sad look in her eyes. "We were attacked by Rafael's army and the red circle, they wanted Isabelle. We were outnumbered and I think I died." Iris groaned, placing her hand on her neck, there was a deep scar wound. It looked fatal but it was healed. "You need to rest Iris, you died." Alexa said. "Isabelle somehow managed to bring everyone who had died in the pack back to life. She healed the entire pack with her scream, killing tons of Rafael's army in the process. When I woke up she was gone. Celeste and the other witches are at the cemetery trying to locate her."

[Iris, have you made your decision? Once you leave this world, there is no returning.] The system's cold electronic voice hesitated slightly. "I've decided," Iris Potter answered without wavering. "I'm leaving." [Understood. The self-exit channel has been activated. In 15 days, you will leave this world. The exit method will be a staged death. The location will be the seaside where you once saved the male lead. Cause of death: suicide by drowning.

Iris cried as she spoke: "He trusted you. He believed in this family. And you're destroying him." Lenora's voice: "Then sign it. Save him, or bury him. Your choice." Iris: "I'll do it. But leave Noah out of this." The video cut. Silence flooded the room and I released the breath I didn't know I was holding. I looked at Iris, and for the first time since the crash, I saw her fully. Not as the woman I forgot. But as the woman who fought every day to protect me, even when I didn’t remember her name.

Iris wiped off her tears raising her shoulder back in a firm posture. "Oh... I'm sorry to hear. May her soul rest in peace." He said watching her still holding the ashen face through the mirror. "If you don't mind will you say his or her name who had died? I would pray for the pure soul." The man spoke. Iris turned her face to her right to watch the city illuminating with happiness and crowd. "Iris, Iris Yuri Ivanov had died today..."

He couldn’t find out a single reason to keep living. Just as he closed his eyes, ready to let the darkness swallow him, a hand grabbed him fiercely from behind. He turned back in shock and saw Iris. She looked anxious, the cinnabar mole at the corner of her left eye piercingly red against the rain-soaked pallor of her skin, "If you die, you really will have nothing left." Her voice was trembling yet firm. Raindrops dripped from her eyelashes, but her eyes were startlingly bright. "Only by staying alive do you have a chance to turn the tables."

"People are dying!" "People have been dying for you since the day you were born, Iris! You think you're so innocent? Our mother didn't die for a merger . She died because she was going to kill you. She saw what you were becoming, the same obsession that drove Salvatore. She was going to end the 'curse before it started. Salvatore didn't kill her to clear a path; he killed her to save your miserable, ungrateful life." The world tilted. I stared at the screen, my heart stopping.

"—I couldn’t refuse. He... he had my duplicate killed right in front of me! I didn’t want to die..." Iris voice rose, climbing to a near hysterical pitch as she concluded her confession, her face wet with tears that streamed unchecked. But Elliot could see through her carefully crafted facade. The frightened, vulnerable Iris of moments before had vanished, replaced by something colder, something calculated. Her expression shifted imperceptibly, but the change was undeniable—her lips curled into a subtle, eerie smirk, and her gaze locked on his, deadly and unyielding. In that moment, she wore the face of his sister, carved in malice and steel.

David stared at Ivy. "I want you to look, and remember the face of the woman that killed your mum." Iris said, looking at Ivy. Ivy stared at Iris as she spoke. "Ivy Montero. She killed your mother." Iris said, standing up straight. "And what do people who kill our loved ones deserve, David?" Iris asked. "To die." David answered, making Ivy raise her brows in amusement. Iris nodded slightly. "Good. They deserve to die. This bitch is going to die."