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He had been trying to reach out to him for more than a few hours. “What are you looking for me for? If there's anything, you guys can just go to consult Master Gray. He can represent me!” The owner of Eden Joy reprimanded them in an unpleasant tone. Guardian Trade and Guardian Cornelius exchanged a glance, and then Guardian Trade said in a trembling voice, “M-Master Gray… is dead…” After a short while of silence, the owner of Eden Joy snarled, “What did you say!? Adalon is dead!? Guardian Trade, are you certain you know what you’re talking about?”

The worst part about the situation she will never be able to have children. . The guard went to the inn that Zeze was staying at and brought him to Novella. Novella was laying in the bed with her dead baby in her arms. Zeze stood their puzzle because he didn't know why she requested him. She got up from the bed and walked toward Zeze and showed him the baby. Novella walked up to him with the dead baby in her arms. Zeke Notice the child was dead and turn to the side and threw up. '' Save him, please. "Novella said,

As soon as I finished my library shift, I took my things which included my book bag and my favorite novel. I wanted to read the last pages of my favorite novel before meeting my ultimate death and erasing myself from existence. I had already now planned my own death. I was going to take pills from my mother’s cabinet and die from overdose. I would breathe my last breath in this horrible lonely world and finally get some rest and peace. When it comes to what happens after death, I actually did not know and hoped I would just be erased from existence.

“What?” He sighs and places a hand on her shoulder. “Nova, look at me,” he says, and she peers up into his eyes. “Nikolai died a few months ago; I cleaned and wrapped his body myself before the funeral pyre. What you’re saying… it makes no sense.” “There must be a mistake-” “I can promise you there’s no mistake; Nikolai is dead,” Kai says with finality and looks at me as if to tell me to shut up about the subject too.

[ IN WHICH THERE IS WAR AND DEATH ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V — There is something else you should know: I die at the end. Just like any other human being, I die. But there is something else that I'm not proud to say, and it is that; my lover is the reason I die. He killed me.

Poverty was less common here compared to her ex-husband’s territory. Zora pushed open the door to her room, the quiet hum of the hallway fading behind her. She walked to the desk, her footsteps slow, almost hesitant. The soft chime of her laptop drew her attention—a new email. She slid into the chair, opened the message, and stared at the subject line: "Is it true you're dead?" Her heart skipped. It was from Lyliana. Frowning, she clicked it open. "Alpha Dane held a memorial service for you yesterday. People said you died in the fire. I don't believe it—but is it true? Please, Zora, say something."

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

I know that magic is just an illusion, a trick. Dusting my clothes, I made my way toward my team. They had now assembled themselves in one place, their eyes still holding surprise, and I could guess that they were waiting for me to explain. The crowds were as silent as a graveyard. They weren't making any of their stupid noises, and I am sure they were still trying to recover from the shock of seeing me again. That made me remember a story in the Bible that our Sunday school teacher told us about. It was the story of a man named Lazarus who was resurrected from the dead. The only difference between us is that I have been dead for two months, or should I say suffering and wandering around an

~Serena~ Crimson liquid swirled towards the drain, a contrast to the pearl white shower floor at Spade’s apartment. I don’t know how I got here, but I know where I’ve been. Alister is dead, for real now, and he can’t come back from the dead anymore, but the bastard didn’t leave without ripping my heart into pieces. My daughter is alive. Was it really just a plot? Alister would spit out any lies just to save his skin.

Zayn laid hold of his shirt and snared, "Who the fvck are you all?" He laughed and sniffed with blood running out of his nose, "We are the revolution" He slowly let go of the body to the ground and the man was gone. He was dead. Zayn turned and his eyes met with that of Allegra whose fist was tightened. She said to him, "Another dead end, these guys keep dying like it's nothing" "It sounds strange but they die after saying, Hail, Alpha Ajax. Like an activator for the death or something"