Canserbero Death Scene Novels & Stories

I will make them pay. Carmen's spirit hovered above the scene, weightless and detached. She could see her broken body lying in a pool of her own blood, lifeless and still. Nearby, the truck driver paced frantically, his phone pressed to his ear as he made urgent calls-likely for an ambulance or the police.

Cass dies. Try to harm Elle - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Then Lucas and I die for good measure. Injure myself, cause any diversion. Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Twisting my head I searched around the beige and gold royal bedroom for a sign, anything that could help. Every vein raced with painful adrenalin. I've stood in front of dozens of enemies and stared death in the face before. Slashed and hacked my way through flesh and bone. But this fucking demon in pink silk is the one to break me.

His hand was trembling with emotions he could barely contain. "We did it," Aser whispered. "We survived." Aser looked at her with the tenderness he reserved only for her. "I was terrified," Aser admitted. "When you went in the water, I thought I lost everything." "You can't get rid of me that easily," Cassie smiled weakly. "Cane is dead," Aser said, saying the words as if trying to manifest them into reality. "He has to be." "Kael said the blood loss was a lot." Cassie said. "He can't possibly survive that. Nobody can."

However, they locked onto Knox's in a final, defiant glare before the light within them began to dim. Then, with one final full-body shudder, he went limp like ragdoll with his head lolling forward at an unnatural angle as the spark of life was finally extinguished. The room fell deathly silent save for the slow, steady drip of blood from Killian's suspended corpse. The grisly, violent scene of Killian's impalement and summary execution proved too overwhelming for Serena's fragile human psyche. Her mind that was already teetering on the brink from the earlier revelations, simply could not process the brutal reality unfolding before her eyes.

After tidying up his mood, he stepped in. When he stepped through the cracked door, Terrence Caves saw Camille standing with a saber under the bright and whistling flames. Corpses lay everywhere. This scene was a little horrifying, but it also had an indescribable beauty. These corpses were still hot. In fact, they were still alive a moment ago. At this time, the flickering fire reflected the astonishment and fear on their faces.

“Thanks for doing that.” “No problem,” she said to Francois. She sees John and Carl walking over to where Francois’ desk is. They both look at the screen and switch it to the surveillance cameras. Marianne couldn’t see it properly but she recognised that it’s the Blackbourne Rd near the main gate. She sees cars passing by. “Dr. Kenny Jones’ body will be cremated in three days time.” Marianne slowly turns her head at Francois “Huh!?” “Lt. Cole made an arrangement for the body to be cremated soon, and that is in three days,” explained Francois.

Nobody noticed the shooter with a hidden camera on his shirt. One of the videos on the screen was showing someone moving on the Brooklyn bridge and my men informed me they were following Vincenzo Biancis himself, the current New York Godfather. I told them to make sure this one should die on the spot or else I'd kill them. With seconds in difference, all the live footage on the flat screen tv showed how all The Biancis fell to the ground lifeless. Gerardo Sanguin stood up and clapped his hands while he laughed like the devil. He walked to where I was standing and gave me a tight hug.

Giving Serena one last look, I leave the safest room in the mansion and go back out into what would be a war zone. However, I came up with the same results as before; Dante’s body was nowhere to be found. What could they possibly need with his body if he was dead? We all saw him getting shot in the head, so there was no point in denying it. My brother, our Capo Dei Capi, was dead. The beeping of the fire alarm gets my attention before the smell does. “Dario, they set the entire upstairs alight!” A soldier calls to me.

> “Matteo, a Caruso employee found dead in what sources are calling a deliberate execution. More details are emerging about potential internal conflicts within the Caruso family.” Her hand froze. The mug didn’t quite make it to the counter instead it thudded down a little too hard, spilling some over the side. Her eyes locked on the screen, where Matteo’s photo sat next to a grainy video of a stretcher being wheeled out from behind crime scene tape. The sheet covering the body was thin enough for the blood to show through. His shoes were still visible. The camera lingered on it longer than it should have. She didn’t move.

My phone buzzed again. Another video from Derek Voss. I opened it with numb fingers. The camera showed the warehouse once more. Ryan and my mother were still tied to their chairs, both crying. Derek stood over a motionless body on the floor Lucian’s body. Blood pooled beneath him. He wasn’t moving. Derek kicked the body once, then smiled into the camera. “Confirmed. Lucian Kane is dead. He chose his little slut over his empire and paid with his life.” He turned the camera to my mother.