Armin Arlert Death Novels & Stories

I clicked my tongue because I knew all of it, “Yes, I will. Just do your job, Liam.” "Arman wants to see you tonight because today is the first death anniversary of his wife, and he doesn't want you to miss it. Would you like to see him?" I put my hand on my chest and said, "Yes, I will. Thanks," and then I ended the call.

As soon as Argo was on his way back this morning and his phone reconnected to the network, the first thing that popped up was: "ALERIC WINFIELD HOSPITALIZED IN ACCIDENT – MYSTERIOUS WOMAN BY HIS SIDE." Then, he checked the date. Christmas Eve. The details of the article didn’t matter—the photo alone told him everything he needed to know. Within seconds, Argo was calling Alaric in a frenzy. Alaric, wearing Bluetooth earbuds, calmly listened as Argo unleashed a furious one-sided rant, demanding to know why he was the last person to hear about this. Without even looking up from the document in his hands, Alaric said, completely unfazed, “Bro, shouldn’t you be asking how my injuries are first?”

His hands began to shake. “What the fuck has happened?” I asked. None of them could speak. Their eyes were misty, their faces etched with shock. Artemis looked out the window. I snatched the phone from his hand and what I saw catapulted me into another shock. Alpha Jacob was lying dead on the floor, his chest blasted with a silver bullet. Someone had removed his mask. The man with the video rushed to him to drag him out, but it was apparent that Jacob had died. His body was limp and his eyes stared into emptiness.

“I'm sorry, sir… This… This was unexpected.” Malik Almarri let out a deep sigh. “What went wrong this time?” “Alim Nassar is dead. Someone shot him in his hotel room in Paris,” she said. Lucien and I exchanged knowing looks. Well, at least now we knew who Nassar was working for… A violent thud and a sound of shattering glass came through the bug. “Who killed him?” Almarri hissed. “We... we don't know, sir.” Naila's voice trembled.

I did not want them to worry, so I replied with a laugh, “Nothing happened. But I may be a little tired because I’ve been preparing for graduation. “Don’t worry about me. Once I’m done on my side, I’ll go join you two. “Have fun over there!” William remained puzzled, but since I was not willing to divulge more information, he did not pursue any answers. He just told me to be careful and to call him if anything happened. After I hung up, I felt my heart squeeze in pain. The memories of their horrible deaths still remained fresh in my mind, and they refused to go away. I was not going to let those things happen again, no matter what!

I quickly mentioned the engagement that had been broken off and he didn’t press the matter much beyond that. After an hour or so of talking, he drifted off to sleep. He looked content, a light smile curving his lips. Two hours after that, monitors began to beep shrilly as his heart rate dropped precipitously low. He was dangerously close but had a DNR in place and was adamant that we adhere to it. Four hours later, they pronounced the time of Arthur Winchester’s death as 1:08 a.m. I pressed his hand to my lips and wept at his side. Even in my grief, I was extremely grateful that we’d been given this brief time to connect before his passing.

“She’s not bluffing. This lines up with what we’ve suspected.” I nodded, my mind already racing through the implications. “We need to adjust our defenses immediately,” I said. But then, Rosella’s next words stopped me cold. “And Arlene?” she said with a bitter laugh. “You always wondered how she died, didn’t you?” My blood turned to ice. Lucian’s entire body stiffened beside me, his sharp intake of breath the only sound I could hear. “What did you do?” I asked, my voice trembling with fury.

A few of Luca’s men met their deaths, Armani got shot in his elbow and shoulder by the person behind it all and James and I missed getting shot because of how fast we were. But all that’s important now, Is that Armani was alive and that we’ve found him. Even though he was currently unconscious and bleeding.

he snapped. Lusi, one of Valentino's managers, ran to them. "Mr. Araya. No. Sir," Lusi screamed, accompanied by tears. She couldn't believe she saw the leader of the company where she served was dying. V alentino touched Derrick's arm "Derrick, please don't leave Vesa." Valentino's words sounded weak but Derrick clearly heard them. Before Derrick could answer, Valentino had breathed his last. All the demonstrators fell silent. But almost all residents of the AL Group have tears in their eyes.

He didn't want him seeing the monster everyone else saw. The killer. The mafia heir. The psychopath. His breathing became uneven. The adrenaline was fading too fast. The blood loss wasn't helping either. "Professor..." Artemis breathed, taking a step back like he could somehow hide the bodies surrounding him. Lucian hurried towards him but Artemis was panicking as the world around him faded fast. Black dots blurred his vision and the gun slipped off his grip. The last thing he heard before passing out was a gunshot.