A Face To Die For Iris Johansen Novels & Stories

She didn't feel belittle under his gaze or cringed in fear before him anymore and this new brave attitude of her all pointed to a man who had given her hope. Konstantin clenched his jaw tightly. He walk towards Iris who stood her ground and said. " Do you maximo would fight for you till the end? Being a Mafia Boss, his members come first before his woman " " I would gladly embrace death for Max if that's what you mean " Iris retorted. Konstantin had learn too much. He could see the look on determination in iris's face.

I guessed he was beginning to like me too. As I was about to speak, I was shut up by another voice. "Hi, Finn." Finn? As in, she called him his name? Without adding the alpha? Who in the world does she think she is? "Iris!" His eyes lit up as he exclaimed. His gloomy expression disappeared in an instant. And she was Iris? The mate that was rumored to be dead? How was she alive? The alpha walked past her and embraced her. She still looked sick but I didn't feel any pity. I felt only anger and hatred toward her. Why didn't she just die?

I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, and let go of the last shred of hope I'd been clinging to. My dad's voice boomed through the room, his face red with fury. "Enough of this selfishness. You're coming with us, Astrid. Now." I opened my mouth to protest when Iris suddenly convulsed and coughed up blood, bright red against her pale lips. Darius grabbed her face, genuine panic flooding his features. "Iris! Stay with me!" "I'm not worth it," Iris gasped, her performance O. "Save Astrid's babies instead. I never blamed you…" Her hand slipped dramatically from his grasp.

Iris was kneeling on the broken glass and metal, trying to pull his massive figure out of the wreck. When I got close enough, I was shocked to a stop when I saw all the blood. All the blood. Adonis’ face was not even visible. All I could see was heavy bleeding everywhere. Right there, right then. I died. My heart died. My soul died. Seeing the man I loved… like this… because of me… Iris was yelling at me to come help her, “Hurry! He is not breathing!” Her voice cracked with fear. He is not breathing.

Even he is scared to stop his friend and king. "He is dead" he ventured to stop Eros tentatively. But Eros is too angry to be interrupted. So he gave Maxim and the guards a death glare and dared them to try to stop him with his eyes. Everyone flinched and took a step back with fear. Iris on the other hand is in a daze. Her face is deathly pale. She is looking at the floor with a haunted gaze. Everything that happened and her near-death experience made her shocked. When she heard Maxim's words, she snapped her head in that direction and is taken aback by the carnage in front of her. Now the person who came to kill her is unrecognizable and Eros is still punching him. When he glared at his gua

Tilting her chin upward, she added with a haughty expression, "I already told you that as long as you marry me, the Moretti family will do everything in its power to support you. This is a win-win situation for both of us!" However, Cesare flung her hand off, his expression frosty. "And I also told you that Rosalia is the only one I would ever marry. Pretending to be the father of your child is already as far as I can go. "If you're going to insist on crossing the line, I don't mind using my position as Don of the Fontana family to declare war against the Moretti family!" Sonia's eyes flashed with fury, but she soon lifted her head and chuckled. "Relax. This was just a joke. We already have

G Embracing the woman with the same face as Listarte Johann spoke of words that made his heart ache “I know Moria died 100 year ago, and I know you are not her,” Johann said weakly. He slowly broke free from the embrace, “But I can’t kill you, just because you have Moria’s face, it’s pathetic really” it was very painful words for Johann to speak as he remembered once again the day he lost the woman he loved. The illusion in front of him smiled triumphantly, it was far from the gentle smile in Johann’s memories, but Johann did not see this for he was bowing his head. It was as if he already lost his will to fight.

Justice must prevail. "I grieve for the lost lives of our loved ones, to the barbaric act of Iris..." He pauses and sighs briefly. "As we all know the punishment for betrayal and treason... Like every other werewolf that has betrayed their kind in the past, and was brought to justice... Iris will not be an exception. Your lost loved ones will get the justice that they deserve..." He pauses for some seconds and nods to one of the guards. "Iris will be sentenced to death by hanging, for being guilty of massacre and treason!" He announces, and the crowd cheers loudly.

She watched with clenched jaw as his eyes directly met hers and with no emotions whatsoever, he gave a nod. She glared at him through teary eyes. Fuck you QUINN! FUCK YOU! She wanted to scream aloud but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud. “First…” Iris whirled to face the crowd, her eyes on hers alone as a sly smirk graced her lips. She felt uneasy. Why was Iris smiling when they just got terrible news about one of their own getting killed? “Gerald wasn't killed by your people…Quinn.” Iris started.