Armin Arlert Death Novels & Stories

Arthur explained after yawning. "You should rest for a bit," Jacob said after tapping Arthur's shoulder and standing up. Arthur shook his head. "No, I'm good. Where are you going?" "To the hospital." "Why?" "Haven't you heard what happened to Carter?" "No, I was busy in front of the monitor the whole morning." Jacob sighed. "He's found dead inside the hospital's elevator." "Oh f*ck, after him who's next huh? Me or you?" "Oh c'mon dude, I'm not yet ready to die," Jacob said before holding his helmet. He said goodbye to Arthur before finally walking out of the CCTV room to find his motorcycle in the parking lot.

His face and lips had turned pale. Albern couldn't bear to see his idol who looked so sick. His emotions were running high again. “I will kill you guys! You have hurt the woman I love." Albern fired at them blindly. Albern shot at them while trying to remove the iron chain in Harnum's hand with a shot. However, while he was focused on saving Harnum, suddenly a shot hit him in the stomach. Albern did not remain silent, with great difficulty he shot them one by one until they were all dead.

Orion unlocked his phone, swiping through the apps on his phone, and finally, he found it, but right after he entered the app, he squinted, blinking twice in less than a second. Among the endless list of trending news, he saw one that said ‘CEO of Solace press son has gone missing, barely one week after he collapsed' and in that moment, he shot to his feet, swallowing hard, so hard that even Jordan was forced to take his eyes off the files he was putting in place. “What's that?” He could not help but ask. “Did something happen?” “The boy,” he muttered under his breath, rolling up his second sleeve. “Armin is missing.”

"Vanished. After the shooting, the crowd went mad. By the time the Guard secured the square, he was gone." I stared at the door to the adjoining room. I knew who was in there. I remembered the square. I remembered Armano standing there, blood blooming on his white shirt. I remembered him falling right before I was dragged away. "Has he...?" I asked, terrified of the answer. "He hasn't left that room since the square," Devereaux said softly. "The doctors said the bullet lodged against his spine. They operated for eight hours, but he hasn't woken up yet."

"Let's not talk about that now ... are you alright? What happened?" Ari glanced at Armand, she started to cry again, "He's dead ..." There was fire in his eyes, he approached the bed with his gun pointed at Armand, "Are you sure?" She held his hand and lowered his arm, "Please ... don't ... he's dead." Laura was speechless. She was the only one who knew what happened. She was a witness. "Laura ... please ..." Ari held her hand, she needed her to understand the situation. "We have to go," Diego said.

Meanwhile, Patricia put her hands on her waist and chided, "Why are you yelling? Arlene's already ten years old! Are you saying that she's gone missing just because you didn't see her for a while? "Camden and I were both busy bringing Ruth back from the hospital. It's not like our eyes are always glued to her 24 hours a day! Maybe she'll come back after she's bored with playing outside!" Right after she finished speaking, someone came knocking on the door. It was a team of police officers. "Is this the home of Ms. Arlene Bale? "We received a police report that Ms. Arlene Bale was struck by a falling road sign. Unfortunately, she died shortly after reaching the hospital. Can her parents pleas

I stayed silent. Alex’s words echoed in my mind. “The recipient suffered heart failure at eleven fifty‑one in the morning and is declared dead.” When Arthur passed away, his chest was open, and the failing heart inside would never beat again. The heart that should have sustained his life had been kicked over by high heels seven hundred kilometers away. It had become a useless piece of tissue. I slid down the wall and sat on the floor. Less than an hour after Ariana was taken away, chaos erupted.

Marcus asked. Elara ran a scan, her face falling as she read the results. "The access logs show the primary user is a Dr. Aris Thorne. Chief geneticist for a company called 'Gene-Arc Solutions,' a known Fenrir Council front." She paused, and then delivered the final, crushing blow. "According to every public and private record, Dr. Aris Thorne was killed in a car bombing in Vienna three years ago." The timer on the main screen in the outer lab blinked mockingly. 23 hours, 47 minutes.

But now, he was still too weak to even move his limbs. Arlan closed his eyes – he knew that it was his final moment of life. He was such a loser for not getting the most crucial news that he could have given to the King. He swore his life to protect the King and to serve him with all his life, but he failed to do so. He was such a failure. The two rogues were about to attack him when they suddenly fell to the ground with their heads detached from their bodies.

My Lycan Prince. Chapter Fifty-Five. The whole island was talking about the accident that happened two days ago. The deadly crash that took two lives. Why was everyone talking about it? Well you see one of the men that died? Was very well known on the island; his name was released hours after the crash. Archer Martago. My whole world came crashing down when Clara called me with the news. I was in complete shock. I mean there was no way that Archer was dead, it just couldn’t be there had to be some kind of mistake.