Black Dahlia Killing Novels & Stories

Yohan asked. “We’re sure enough that not many people know her by her face, that’s her biggest asset and advantage. So people don’t really know that she died… if she died.” Theo pointed out. “She was already dead for a few minutes, it’s damn near impossible they could have revived her. Was it a bad idea I sent her corpse back?” “If she did, do you think she’s trying to get back at us for doing what we did?” Oswald asked, needing a few more drinks to loosen up.

Emilia grinned, "I find them my favourite plants. Don't you agree?" "Yes," Alice breathed, taking the pot from Emilia's grip. She inspected it carefully smiling. "They're my favourite plants too..." "I remember my science teacher calling it a 'Taraxacum erythrospermum' once. She had a right go at me because I would continue to call it a 'Dandelion,'" Emilia laughed, "Calling it a 'Taraxacum Erthrospermum' takes about a day to say." Alice wasn't listening to Emilia. She had gently placed the dandelion on the table and had started watering it, just like how Emilia did. She did it as carefully as she good, gazing at awe at the pretty plant.

Chaos erupted. Everyone scrambled toward the soldier's hospital room. Miller dragged me by my handcuffs, pushing me to the front of the crowd. Through the glass, I saw Enzo tangled in a mess of tubes. Disgust flashed across my face. Then I gave Miller a faint smile. "If I had known you were so hard to kill, I would have used white phosphorus instead of cyanide." "I planned nine perfect executions, only for you to become the one stain on my record."

I didn't want to drag her into my family conflict, I didn't want Kennedy to use her to get to me, Dahlia was my weakness and I knew he must have figured that out by now. Dahlia overslept today, not because of our wild night, not because she was exhausted, no. It was because of me, I drugged her. I needed to take her blood for tests. And I didn't want to make her get alarmed. It was probably nothing. In the past, while I still lived at my family home, I had fallen badly sick. It was discovered I was being poisoned slowly. Turns out Kennedy was giving me a slow and silent killer. The doctors had caught it nearly too late, but thankfully my surgery was successful and here I am today, alive and

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

‘Stop it my prince’ Keya purred slapping his chest playfully. Blood splashed out of ivory mouth once more as she stared at the shameless couple in disgust. Aiken a well built boulder came closer to Ivory with an eerie smile. Ivory smirked holding her brown staff with a jade on top; she suddenly got up and started to chant an ancient spell. Aiken tried to use his sword to kill her but mysterious force field prevented him from doing so, he flew back and used his head to smash a large rock… that was how he died. ‘She’s escaping’ Keya screeched wanting to go near her but Adger held her back.

Elena shared her thoughts with her best friend and burst into tears. "What are you talking about? He is your mate and you are bound to him till death," Emma said to her. Emma thought that her friend was worrying for no reason and that only a fool could deny Alpha Zane and that fool couldn't be her friend. "Then let death take me because living with Zane will only bring misery to my life because I love Aiden… when Zane finds out about this, then he will kill us mercilessly," Elena said and broke down in tears.

Dahlia walked away last, turning her head slightly, as if she could feel my eyes through the camera. Then she smiled. Cold. Knowing. Poisonous. “She knows I’m watching,” I whispered. The feed cut suddenly. And I was alone. Trapped. Helpless. And furious. --- I paced the room, adrenaline crashing against fear like waves in a storm. My fists wouldn’t stop trembling. Adrian was alive. He was alive. But he was taken. And Dahlia… Dahlia wasn’t just some jealous ex. She was part of whatever killed me in my past life.

If I didn't manage to get things right this time around, I would do better to make sure that the results will be different the next time around. Dahlia seemed to hesitate and the way that her eyes shifted to linger on the flower pot on the ground made me feel that she might have slightly regretted what she had done. If what Desmond told me is true, then the King was ready to pass away at any moment. Without a doubt, when that time comes, there will be a lot of pressure for Dahlia to do so many things in order to aid Desmond with his plan. The best that I could do was wish that she would have the time to celebrate her birthday before the storm would break.