As Good As Dead Holly Jackson Novels & Stories

Jennifer smartly dragged him down and shot him dead. Whereas, Jackson was still searching and shooting around. He couldn't stop. “You bastard.” Jennifer shot Jackson dead as well. Then escaped from the gate. “Finally I have the brave man down.” She said to herself. Jackson, already lying dead, had to be carried to the grave by his colleagues. “He is dead.” Message reaching Atlas “Dead?” Atlas asked with shock and couldn't hold his cup of wine, probably. “Jennifer succeeded in eliminating Jackson?” Atlas asked, with grief in his heart, and picked up his phone and dialed Christian's number.

after the doctor left, everyone came in. "Hannah, oh my God " Kate said immediately she entered inside. "Hi" she replied with a smile. "Hey everyone" she's so strong, she just woke up and she has the strength to talk like this. "What about......" She trailed off. "Dead" Emma said. She nod in understanding. I hope from now on, our life's will be good though. Hannah's POV I was not ready to die, it was not my time and I knew that, I knew Jackson was going to die, he was thankful for that because I know he felt it. He didn't have anything to leave for in this world.

Small stones embedded themselves into my flesh and, mixed with my tears, caused excruciating pain—like salt being rubbed into my wounds. I writhed on the ground, howling in agony like a mad dog on the verge of death, while they laughed and mocked me. “An estate worth millions, and she thought she could take it from us. Let’s see if she lives long enough to spend a dime.” “Jenn, she’s not moving anymore. Do you think we went too far? What if this gets messy?” I felt a flicker of hope—maybe Marcus still had a shred of conscience left.

Each cough sent waves of pain through my frame, though none of it hurt as much as the pain in my chest did. Just as I was losing consciousness, I saw paramedics rushing in to rescue people. When I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed. The room was eerily quiet. Every now and then, I could hear nurses whispering in the hallway outside. "I heard that famous lawyer, Ms. Hudson, is in the room next door. She's keeping her first love company. I never thought someone who looks so cold on TV could be so gentle with her boyfriend!" "Yes, they make such a great couple!"

The rescue team found Brandon at the cliff's base, his head cracked open on a rock—dead on impact. I trailed behind as they carted Brandon's body down the mountain. Aria and Melissa were already at the door, grinning ear to ear. They saw the cops and figured Brandon had pulled it off. They could not stop smiling. As the police descended the mountain with a body in tow, Aria dashed toward them, pleading, "Officer, please, my son had nothing to do with this woman's death. She fell on her own. My son is innocent." I emerged from behind the officers and faced Aria. "Mom."

Then he looked at me, really looked at me. “You ever think maybe some wars just never end?” he asked quietly. “All the time,” I said. He nodded, eyes tired and old. “Then maybe the only thing left to do is pick what side you want to bleed for.” I didn’t have an answer. Maybe because I didn’t know which side was mine anymore. Before I could speak, my phone buzzed. Unknown number. I almost ignored it, but something made me check. A photo popped up. Griff was on the ground and there was blood everywhere. The clubhouse was behind him… burning.

Ella Pezzano died in the flames at Costa Estate. The woman standing here was Luna Kane, heir to the Kane family. No one would ever hurt me again. Three days later, the yacht reached Norvale Port. Our car rolled into the wealthy district downtown. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, the bustling night view of all of Norvale stretched out before us. I stood by the window, gazing at the glittering lights, but I felt nothing. … Third-person POV Back at Costa Estate, Vincenzo had already begun his retaliation against the Camorra family.

She claimed she had more to confess and insisted on seeing Henry. When she met with Henry, she immediately retrieved the hairpin that she hid and stabbed it right into Henry's heart. Henry died on the spot from excessive blood loss. Nora was soon executed as well. I heard that before she died, she kept apologizing to me. However, I no longer had any feelings for her. With the approval documents in hand, I took the train back to North Westonia. I was going to spend the rest of my life there, devoting it entirely to national defense.

Then he hears Aaron. Aaron, by the tool rack, in a stage whisper apparently designed by a faulty theatre ghost: "That's the doctor. Think he knows about the dead-once thing?" Maya closes her eyes. Jin turns his head. "Dead once thing?" No laugh. No disbelief. Just careful attention, like he'd seen impossible things survive peer review and then eat the building. Maya opens her eyes. "Welcome to the base. We offer water, quarantine, and unfortunately, context."

He stepped onto the mortuary gurney without a hint of shame, then spat on the body. "Exactly. If the dead thing couldn't stay alive, that's on him. I didn't do it on purpose. Why are you being so petty, Nathan?" Fury surged through me. I tried to stop him, but Vivian stepped in front of me and said impatiently, "Julian and his brother are only telling the truth. The man's already dead. There's no need to drag this to court." I looked at Vivian and suddenly felt as if I didn't know her at all.