After I Died A Tycoon Went Crazy Novels & Stories

His deadpan expression quickly turned into a perplexed one as he stared as his hands, probably wondering where I had gotten my strength from. “You might have been able to bully and abuse me in the past but that Rebecca is dead Tyler. She died in that car accident and this Rebecca won't stand by and be toyed with by the likes of you.” I boldly voiced out my intentions after coughing a bit to steady my breathing and waited for Tyler's response but what I was expecting didn't happen. I was expecting him to throw a tantrum since he obviously had a bad temper but instead he just smirked and took some steps backwards.

AURORA’S POV Laying on the bed, I kept staring into the blank space. How did I get entangled in this mess? Tyson was an egoistic, cold-blooded killer. He didn’t even flinch when that cop was killed. I had a feeling that Tyson ordered people to be killed just like we order food in a restaurant. I massaged my head trying to wrap my head over the things that had happened. Michael just walked away as if in a trance.

Ava rises on her feet immediately, I just remain in my seat weak- numb, with nothing to say or even think. " This can't happen! You did nothing it's not your fault." she is screaming and I just stare deadly. I couldn't find my mate anymore, they did this. I know. I regret being their mate. I finally get on my feet, turning to go out of the hall when I hear a familiar voice from the speaker. My heart raced again as if I had just returned to life. Yeah.. I died.. I truly died before.. "Elena is going nowhere!" Chills runs down my spine. It's Tyson.

"By then it could be too late. Fuck." I needed to contact Ty and tell him what the hell was going on. Fuck everything. Ty My mobile vibrated. I answered the call though I had no idea who the number belonged to. 'Hello." "Ty." No, in fucking possible. "Before you hang up, hear me out." "Orlando?" "Yes." I dropped my mobile… he…he.. he was dead. We all saw the car go up in smoke. "Ty. Are you still there?" Fuck.

My voice was still steady, but there was an undercurrent of tension beneath it. Ohhhh, you should’ve been specific,” Tyrell chuckled. “Well, unfortunately, in the process of teaching him a lesson or two, like you asked us to, he gave up the ghost… if you understand what I mean.” My blood turned to ice as his words echoed in my head, louder than the pounding bass of the gym’s speakers. He's dead?? I muttered inwardly as cold chill crept down my spine despite the sweat dripping from my body.

Penelope It's been a few months since the death of Tyrell's stepmom. It turned out that the drink she gave to Tyrell's Dad was poisoned; she was taken to the hospital, but she died. Tyrell's Dad was devastated by everything that happened, finding out that his wife had plans to have him killed. The matter was reported to the cops and they were able to trace the goons who she had hired to abduct and kill him. Tyrell's Dad was grateful to Tyrell for coming to his rescue, but as usual, Tyrell was still giving him cold shoulders. Nothing he did was enough to make Tyrell let him into his life. Ace tried to speak to Tyrell about it since their Dad was struggling with depression as a result of all t

I cried and slammed my fists against him. “Miss Hasty, please try and calm down, I know that you are angry at me but —“ “Don’t you dare call me that or tell me to calm down!” I snapped. I ran my hands through my hair and cried. “Do you have any idea what happened?! Someone died! They died right here!” I boomed. I locked eyes with him and whispered “Jared is dead, He’s gone, he’s gone…” I cried and Tyler pulled me into his chest, the scent of his cologne filled my nostrils and I sank into him.

But before that, I changed the channel to cartoons for Jasmine so she could start laughing, amused and unaware of the dark play unfolding just behind her. We got to the room and closed the door behind us. Then we started doing it—pounding each other like wrestlers in a ring. We were sweating like marathon racers on the track. When we were done, I couldn’t have felt better. Let’s face it, one notable thing I would miss about Tyler when he finally went six feet under was his ability to handle me better than any man in my past ever did. But unfortunately, I had to keep feeding him the poison. He needed to die so my child and I could be free.

"Phoebe, stop throwing a tantrum. I won’t see her anymore, okay?" So he still thought I was just having a tantrum. The house was dead silent. Frustrated, he raised the bottle again, draining another half. Before long, his stomach began to ache, and he broke out in a cold sweat. "Phoebe, you must be feeling pretty smug, huh? "Do you think I can’t live without you?" ……. My father publicly announced my death, and all the money Christopher spent to suppress the trending news went down the drain.

All benefits given to you will be taken and seized. Signed CEO " I am doomed" she screams rolling on the ground, everything she has is gone under the twinkle of an eye . After crying for an hour she stands up and heads to the top floor. She opens the window looking at the bustling streets from up there . " I don't have any thing to live for again " she mutters and jumps through the window . Two ladies were passing through the street chatting when they noticed something or someone lying on the ground . " Uh what's that " one of them said and they go closer