Daughter Aaliyah Death Novels & Stories

I said softly. Laura turned her head slightly to look at me, tears still rolling down her cheeks. "I can't believe she's gone. I can't believe it's all over," she whispered hoarsely. "I know, love. I know," I said, my heart aching for her. "But you have to remember that Annabelle died a hero. She gave her life trying to save you, and she almost saved us in the process." Laura shook her head, disbelief and grief etched on her face. "I know, but it still doesn't make it any easier, how will I even tell my parent?" she whispered.

She spent all her time between bars and plastic surgery clinics. Our daughter was nothing more than a tool for her to blackmail me with. I smiled nonchalantly. “Haven't you noticed it's been a while since you last saw Ellie?” “Where did you hide her? I'll sue you, I swear!” She suddenly pounced at me, eyes bulging with rage. I had died once before, so of course I was ready for this. I quickly ducked aside, while the momentum carried her into the wall next to me. She was so weak she could not even stop herself in time.

"Don't worry. It will pass. He just thought of an unpleasant moment." "Margaret, tell me, what happened to his mother? I asked her. "I don't think I'm the one to tell you this." "Richard won't tell me. I want to know so I can get to know him better. Please tell me." She sighed. "Some of Richard's enemies killed her, Laura." she told me. "Richard tried to do something, but he couldn't save her.." "But ... how did it happen?" I couldn't believe it. "One day he came home and didn't find her. He only found a videotape next to her bed." she sighed again. "He released it ... and he had to watch his mother cry for help...."

that the whole pack had been celebrating minutes ago was a corpse, a puppet that had been driven for three full days. The pack erupted. Every broadcast channel exploded simultaneously. Rage came through the screens in walls of text. My mother heard the forensic specialist's declaration and let out a sound that didn't belong to a rational creature. "You're lying. She was fighting in that arena just now." "She is the perfect warrior I built with my own two hands. She is the thing that was supposed to turn my life around." "You're the killers. You killed my daughter." She lunged at the specialist with both hands, dark red nails raking at their face.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother, Sarah Walker, dialling my number over and over. When she got no response, she angrily threw her phone away. "Sienna's really getting out of line. She won't even pick up my calls anymore. God knows how she treats Summer when no one's watching." Seeing how worked up my mother got when she talked about me, I was glad that I was dead. I could not understand. Did I not do enough? I had already died for my sister, Summer Larson. What more did she want from me?

The same smile that stayed in place throughout each and every interaction that had led them here, across the world, and up the side of a mountain in the rain and sleet. “You agreed to this course of action,” the older woman reminded her calmly. Always so very calmly, as if that made it better. “It was less an agreement and more blackmail,” Aaliyah reminded her. She had fought too hard the past six years to take anything lying down. But then she sighed because she also wasn’t quite so foolish these days. She didn’t take pointless stands that might negatively impact her survival. That wasn’t an option available to her. Again, that was reality. That was life. And usually, she thought that was a

he teased and Alessa rolled her eyes. “Now is not the time. I have questions.” “Listening.” “When was the last time you heard anything about Aliyah?” “Aliyah? It's been years. She doesn't work anymore.” Jaxon replied and Alessa raised her brows. “What? Why?” “She got injured badly in an explosion. She lost her legs and... “ “So it's true?” Alessa cut him off. “Huh? What are you talking about?” “Did you know she had a daughter?”

"She had it coming, fighting with Jeff like that. I even heard they sold their city house! "Had she not stopped Tony from taking those risks, her daughter would still be alive!" I listened to her blabber on, a mocking smile playing on my lips as I clicked to join the live chat. [Alicia, who told you Laura is dead?]

"At that time, Aunt Irene gave birth to a daughter named Aliyah. When the Dark Pack was destroyed, Aliyah was only two months old. Everyone thought that Aliyah died with Aunt Irene…." "Impossible! Do you mean Aliyah is Alpha Dominic's daughter? How is that possible?" Charles abruptly cut me off. His tone could have been more panicky. I knew Aliyah's identity would shock everyone, so I didn't find it strange that Charles reacted impatiently.

She said without waiting for her friend to even speak. “Aliyah, please be fine.” Juliet said after a few minutes of silence. “I…I…” Aliyah sobbed more, her tears choking up her words, “I am on my way to the hospital now. I will call you back later.” “Sure, bestie.” The call ended. Aliyah closed her eyes and rested her head on the head rest, different thoughts ran through her mind. What if … What if he died before she got there? What if death took him just like it took her father from her?