Alex Brightman The Whole "being Dead" Thing Novels & Stories

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

He had brought Ashley—who should still have been in the dungeons—with him. All eyes immediately locked onto the two of them. Ashley was crying at that moment, hiding pitifully behind Alex. As soon as our eyes met, she screamed and pointed at me. "Why aren't you dead?" I shrugged nonchalantly. "Is it so strange that I'm not?" Ashley froze for a second, then she quickly snapped back into character. She seized the chance and pointed at me. "So this was all your plan!" She continued, "Everyone, I want to press charges! She's a vicious woman! First, she tried to kill my pup, then she faked her death to frame me and got me thrown into the dungeon!"

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

“Take me off everything. I’m not his proxy. I’m not his anything. He dies, he dies alone. Like he lived.” _Click._ Adrian hung up. _Silence. 10:44 AM._ “Hospital,” I said. Not question. “Why.” “Don’t care,” Adrian said. But he did. 97 BPM. “Don’t. Care.” _Thump._ Alex. Standing. From floor. Blocks dropped. _HOME_ scattered. “Is bad man sick,” Alex said. 6 years old. Smart. Too smart. Remembers. “Is he coming home?” _Silence. Kitchen. 10:45 AM._

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

"I know. We'll have Smart-Girl reanimate his dead body and use your Link thing. We'll call him Zombie Jack." Alex laughed. She could feel the dread starting to calm back down and settle in its pit again. "Are you-" She took a deep breath. "Are you setting me up to have sex with a dead body?" Jimmy chuckled. "I guess I hadn't really thought that one through. But don't worry. He's fine and he's going to be so happy. We just need to do our job and get to safety. Who knows, he might already be there waiting for us."

she called for Dr Levine who parted from the crowd and made her way up the platform still looking as bleak. When she got close to Luna Clara who gave her space to speak into the mic. "It's true...Alpha Jaxon died of silver in his blood, I saw him take his last breaths and there was nothing that could be done," she said sadly and the crowd seemed to finally understand, it looked like they trusted her medical opinion. They all seemed sad though, if it wasn't for his greed for power which they didn't know, I would have said he was a really good alpha but I knew his secrets.

“ I don't know about y'all, but I don't want to die. Even if I am going to die, I would prefer to die an appropriate death. Not one where I'm forcefully sent to meet my creator because of my father's insatiable greed for money.” “ Breaking news Craig, we all will be dead by Saturday if we don't offer our sister as sacrifice to the almighty Nicholas Brightman.” He shakes his head at my childish behavior. “ Well glad to know you are up first! If Nicholas keeps to his word, and have you lowered six feet below the ground, I ain't sure I'm going to be here to witness you being laid to rest. I would be on the next flight out of the country. But don't worry, when I'm safe, I will pay my last respec

My husband, Matteo Bellini, runs New York's underworld. Everyone said I hit the jackpot when he married me. On our wedding night, right after we made love, he brought in Aria. She was a custom-made AI maid worth millions. Matteo said she had the most advanced lie-detector system in the world. One lie, and I would pay. He kissed me. "My mother betrayed my father. He told me women are all liars. I want to believe you're different, but you have to prove it." From that day on, Aria became my living nightmare. Every time she said I was lying, I got punished. Even when I told the absolute truth. It was always hard slaps and the cold water cell. I cried and begged him. I swore I would never betray

Gabe murmured, unable even to understand what he was saying. With Gabe still staring at her bewildered, Alexa blurted, “It’s the headless horseman.” She sighed at Gabe, who kept staring at her as if she didn’t comprehend a word she said. “You know Death. From the folklore. That’s the dude attacking the pack.” Alexa summarized her knowledge of the supernatural, occult, and folklore as follows: “His name is Abraham Van Brunt. He is a revenant.