A Face To Die For Iris Johansen Novels & Stories

Her feet were dangling off the ground as Iris viciously gripped her by the throat effortlessly with one hand. Lana fought and scratched at the vice grip on her neck as eyes bulged and her face turned purple from the lack of air. Jamal had pushed me out of the way because he thought Iris was aiming for me but Lana had been her intended target all along! “Now,” Iris said in a terrifying calm tone as she held up a struggling and choking Lana. “You will tell me where Issa is and what exactly is going on or I will break your human friend’s neck.” My heart sank and my entire body went cold as I slowly got up and began to move towards her.

"Hey girl! I know, my mother asked you to bug me about thanksgiving huh? Don't worry, Japh and I are coming over. I can't believe she still buys the story that I'm in New Jersey with my husband and kids..." "Iris, I don't understand. I just remembered Rowan. Did I lose my memory? What's happening? And where the hell is he?" I worriedly asked. "Um" There was a long silence on the other end of the line. "Say something!" I was impatient. "Willow, Rowan is dead. Leviathan killed him" Iris said. I puked in my mouth and felt nauseous. "W-what?" I dropped the phone. "Willow? Please open the door" Neil's voice sounded from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"

Iris was attending the funeral of two but she too was dead inside. Her conception that Edwin was busy with Stella and her illness and abeyant to the rest of the world was erroneous. He updated Iris that Aaron too was dead and due to certain reasons, his relation with the Brent or Brater was covered to avoid unrest in the country, Brent being shot was in death bed and strong charges were put against Jamie, who'd changed his name when he reached Italy, Directing movies was his Cover business where as he belonged to the dark world and American Security agencies were tracing him since five years.

The assembly gasped , Ryker’s jaw dropped , Kaelia’s arms trembled. Iris spoke, voice clear and unchildlike: “Mother, I am Death.” Silence shattered like glass. A heartbeat hung, an eternity passed. Nyra’s blood froze. She took a faltering step forward. “Iris?” The child tilted her head, ancient malice gleaming in her dark pupils. “I was born amid sacrifice, baptized in prophecy... I am Death, the final reckoning.” Selene caught Nyra’s arm. “We have unleashed something beyond our bonds.”

Even as she drifted in and out of consciousness, Iris's hatred for the man burned like a raging fire. “When you die, I’ll bring Helen back into Luca’s life. She will help me as the puppet and dumb fool she is to take over everything and then I’ll get rid of her as well.” “You…will…never…matter” Iris whispered brokenly as much as she could muster the strength to. The smirk on her face was almost unnoticeable but Jace saw it just like he heard her quiet whispers and his face changed. He looked like a monster as he snarled in her face like a wild animal.

He says looking at me intently. Did I hear him say what I think he just did? Is Iris no longer here with us? I look at him with tears in my eyes, "I know the two of you had formed a special bond but I was informed last night that the machines keeping her alive was turned off. Iris was shot in the head the day of the attack. I want to ask if you want to help arrange a funeral for her?" He asked as he stands up. I swallow my lump, "I would love to." That was all I said I can't speak any longer.

Daria comes back and Iris grabs her head. “Don’t think I don’t know,” Iris smirks. “I know you are a daughter of Poseidon, I know you killed my mother in hopes of killing me before I was born, but you were 4 years too late. I know you planned to kill me tonight. I know you will die instead. “ “Go ahead, I have another chance,” Daria smirks. “Enjoy believing that!” Iris snaps her necks. The room gasps in shock as Daria falls dead to the floor.

Immediately he sees the look on my face, he takes his hand off. "You've grown so big, I almost didn't recognize you. You remind me so much of your mother, Ingrid." He comments. "You have the guts to say her name," I chuckle darkly. He smiles, "It's a shame she had to die because of you," My nostrils flare and I narrow my eyes at him. "I must say, I'm ashamed of you. Out of all the girls in this town, you had to go for a….slut. What was her name again?" He pauses before flicking his fingers in the air, "Iris! A fiery little thing, I must say."

His brain was trying to think hard amid the commotion. But Eva, who was ready to fight again was surprised by the fast movement of Iris who jumped to lunge at James. He was immediately thrown and hit the wall. "Goodbye, James." Said Iris slicing her hand on her knife then stabbed it in James' chest. Instantly James groaned in pain. His body slowly turned into a grain of dust. But James, who still saw the different color of Iris' eyes, saw a glimpse of her future. “You will never die… Live in misery all your life… Iris….”

“You’re not Winifred Zea, Miss Zea?” “Winifred Zea?” Iris’s expression darkened. She blurted out subconsciously, “President Smith, are you kidding? How could you compare me with that b*tch, Winifred Zea? I’m Iris Zea, the future young mistress of the Jensen family’s Century Herb Pharmaceutical. Travis Jensen is my boyfriend.” “Travis Jensen?”