Novel & Cerita Alice Killings

Today's commotion was enough to steer public opinion in Mia's favor, Alice was already feeling tired after a long day, perhaps the first thing she should do is go home and start relaxing in the large swimming pool at her house. Alice slowly walked out, she was about to call her private driver to pick her up. As she stood on the side of the road, a car rushed towards her at a dizzying speed. Alice was so scared that she dropped her phone, she had never encountered this situation before. Could it be that someone was trying to assassinate her?

It seemed as if he spent the better half of his time eating delicacies rather than chasing criminals. ‘Sir, the victim is Esha Arora, the CEO of Arora Cements. Died of asphyxiation which was preceded by a severe blow to the head,’ said the sub-inspector in a well-rehearsed manner, pausing to allow the inspector examine the body. ‘The victim was last seen by the housemaid at 4.30 pm. She was wearing a black sweater ... We have not been able to locate it yet.’ The inspector glanced up in surprise. ‘What do you mean by not been able to locate?’

Elizabeth pushed her away, "You should be glad that I haven't exposed your crime and reported you to the police, rather I am letting you go ahead with your wedding with my husband since it has always been your dream, you sly b*tch..." "News flash Egyptian mummy, by law Damon is no longer your husband as long as there is a death certificate that proofs you are dead, so please go back to that nasty box called coffin and please lay to rest cause you are not needed here, and oh... I did not commit the crime you believe that I did, go dig around for some concrete proof and stop blaming an innocent person like me" Alicia spat out only for her to be met with another slap from Elizabeth.

“I’m almost through the final layer!” The timer dropped faster. **00:14:22** More footsteps thundered down the corridor. Hector cursed and reloaded. Alice suddenly laughed again — a broken, manic sound. “You think killing me stops it? The dead-man’s switch is tied to my biometrics. If my heart stops… it triggers instantly.” Mark’s face hardened. He looked at me one last time, then back at Alice. “Then I guess we do this the hard way.” He raised his pistol and pressed it against Alice’s temple.

And finally, I found a thick genealogy record. My pulse quickened, and I opened it: Alpha families, beta clans, ancient houses, page after page until I reached the V section or what should have been the V section. The pages had been removed. It was cut perfectly. I stared at the space; someone hadn't wanted those pages destroyed, they wanted them erased. "...Why?" "Good question." I spun around. Adrian. He stood between two shelves, one hand resting casually against a stack of books. "You enjoy sneaking up on people."

Talking about the future had been the catalyst that I thought might push us to reuniting fully. Now… were we all going to die before we ever had that chance? Alice looked around nervously, like she could tell which direction she was headed toward. I saw the fear in her eyes, but I could also see her intelligence. She was plotting something. Gods, was she going to be reckless? I bit my tongue, not wanting to draw attention to her, even as I begged in my heart for her not to do anything foolish that could end with her being harmed. Yet, in a sudden burst of movement, by brave little girl acted. She pounced, biting her teeth into Olivia’s gun hand, clenching down hard.

“I don’t know what you’re capable of anymore.” That hurts more than it should. “You don’t believe me,” I say. “I believe the evidence.” His voice breaks for half a second before he forces it steady again. “I believe this is over.” There it is. “Say it,” I whisper. “Just say it.” He gathers his Alpha tone, the one used for official decisions. It hits like a physical force. “Serena Valen,” he says, “for attempted murder and failure to uphold your duties as Luna, I strip you of your title and your place in Ravenfall.”

His features were unrecognizable. Something inside me snapped, and I began wailing uncontrollably. Esther walked over and tried to comfort me. "Eve, is he really Leo? Aww. Don't be too sad. The dead can't come back to life–" I pushed her away and lunged forward before grabbing her by the collar. "You killed him!" She fell to the ground and looked aggrieved. "Eve! I told you it wasn't on purpose! What are you doing?" "Not on purpose? Why didn't you say that when you stopped me from calling emergency services?"

She even acted like one of the boys. Her feelings on display like that put him on edge, more than he'd like to admit. Maybe it was the fact that he knew what was brewing. She finally came back and opened up to him, only to be caught in the can of worms he was about to open in Chicago. This case soon hit close to home and it led to the syndicate. Clad in heavy suits of muscle, shaggy throated assassins. Jonathan Roberts and the others were just cleared of all charges, only after a week. Whoever leaked that information would be out for blood. Maybe that wasn’t even their plan in the first place, who knew what these lunatics think. “Callum.” Alice’s voice brought him back to some semblance of r