Biggie Cheese Found Dead Novels & Stories

A cowboy hat lies discarded several paces away and the steel plates on his boot tips reflect off the fading light. There are flies swarming his body, along with beetles and ants, but it’s the lack of a certain bug not carpeting the corpse which tells me the most. The body has no maggots which means he was likely killed less than a day ago. I pull out my phone and dial Father’s number. It takes no time at all before he and the rest of my hunter band join me in the woods. Though Father isn’t pleased I did this alone, he is proud that I made such an important discovery in the case, and that my knowledge of bugs has allowed me to pinpoint a time of death for the deceased.

“When I got there... he was already dead.” I watched as Alpha Camden expression shifted, his brows furrowed in that familiar way he wore whenever a situation went sideways. The whole place seemed to be abuzz with a tense energy, one that spoke volumes of how my father was feeling about the sudden turn of events. Just then, one of the healers appeared before us, a soft but urgent look in her eyes as she addressed the Alpha. “Alpha Camden,” she began, her voice low but filled with urgency. "The corpse that was found at the scene... It's at least three days old. And… well, the cause of death—it was starvation."

One glance—and she burst out laughing. Ellaya looked up, startled. "What now? Did another soccer player lose his shorts mid-game?" "You wish." Eva grinned, eyes still glued to the screen. "No, this is... intense. You really need to see this." "If it’s another meme, I swear to God—" "No, no—listen." She leaned on the desk, voice dropping. "A thug was found dead last night. Not just dead. Butchered." Ellaya blinked, her pen freezing over a signature line. "You’re laughing at that?"

Which only came out nothing but a low muff sound that didnt even reach the other side o0f the thinking wall. *1 day before* “Today biggest breaking news we have just received the report, the official report of the mysterious Suc^^de of the world-famous painter. Wanatabe Dong-jun into his late 60s who was found dead in his own room” the reporter paused at the image of the Dong-jun. Takeshi’s father flashes in front of the television screen. “The report that has been that there were three dead bodies were found in the basement locked with and tied in the chair. With their arms that were cut open and the blood that were dipping down on the bucket”

Quickly, she answered, setting her spoon down. "Nice? What’s wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. "Bree! Turn on the TV and switch to the news channel—now!" Janice said, her tone urgent. Brienne's heart skipped a beat. Right away, she got up and grabbed the remote from the table. Her hands were shaking a little as she turned on the TV and quickly changed channels until she found the news. The reporter's voice could be heard all over the room. "Breaking news: Convicted criminal Jasper Maddens has been found dead under mysterious circumstances..."

THALIA AFTER A MONTH “After Michael Scott was found dead a week ago, Alfred Laverde was found dead in Whiteface Mountain in the town of Wilmington in Essex County.” Wilmington… That's where Cassie's accident occurred years ago. I avoided my eyes from the TV as my heart suddenly pounded frantically. Anyway, I continue tying the lace of my sandal while trying my best not to react as best as I can at the news. Since Frederick's father was found dead, I'm having a hard time forgetting that news. It breaks my heart to see Fred in tears while mourning for his deceased father.

"What is?" 'Is this a joke?' With Oliviér's bitter attitude she reckoned he was playing a kind of joke on her to get a good laugh. Before she could say something else she was let go off, and he began walking away. "Hours ago a flock of dead bodies were found, the manner of which they were killed points to Bleach." Oliviér stopped at a dilapidated mud building with a wooden door. Elizabeth followed his suit. "Wow, Bleach was here?"

When Craig heard the question, his hands clearly trembled. However, due to his tough mentality, he quickly calmed down. Laura witnessed all of his responses. Craig looked sad as he said, “Master Centipede was burned alive by the fire. Gah! The autopsy report said that his chest cavity was full of dust, and he died quite miserably.” “Really?” If that was really the case, then she could confirm that Thomas had sent someone to set the fire and kill Master Centipede.

He hissed between his teeth. Sympathy bloomed in my chest and my hands covered my mouth. “I am sorry” My voice was barely a whisper. He shook his head. “You don't have to be. Here to give them food again?” I nodded. “Yes” He heaved a sigh. “You don't have to because a dozen of them were found dead a few days ago—” My heart stopped, the chocolate falling to the ground. “—on the 12th of July precisely”

************************************************ Chris POV The news is on at the bar I'm currently sitting at drawing fellow patrons in as the news of what the police has discovered flashes on the screen along with a picture of her, her beautiful smile as bright as ever calls me in like a sirens song followed by the news that they found her in a shallow grave just outside of Benson Lake a few miles from Multnomah Falls by a couple with a dog that had smelt her decomposing body as they let him out to use the bathroom.