Daughter Aaliyah Death Novels & Stories

After his arrest, it took only a few months for Aaron to be sentenced to death for multiple crimes. On the day of his execution, no one came to visit him, and no one came to claim his body. His relatives had cut off all ties after his bankruptcy. Jess's family hated him for killing their daughter. Clarisse was still a child and struggling to survive herself, and she had no desire to acknowledge a penniless man with no blood relation to her. In the end, the court disposed of his remains according to regulations, as if he had never existed in this world at all.

“Drink this.” Ana took the medicine, falling silent as Aliana leaned her head on her chest, breathing a sigh of relief. Leaning on her chest, Ana opened up, weakly coughing, “Mommy.. I’m almost dying. Don’t worry about the punishment anymore. I be okay. Don’t chain yourself to someone who won’t value you even as a mate.” Her voice was soft, too soft. It made Aliana thoughts go completely blank at the word of ‘death’ from her daughter mouth. Her heart clenched, as she trembled, forcing herself to not break down.

Dad's hand remained frozen in place for a very long time. He then slumped to the floor, bawling like a child. He cried as he spoke, his voice hoarse and nearly impossible to make out. "H-He's dead… Ash is actually dead… Ash is dead…" Eli was still standing in the doorway. His hand on the doorframe was shaking, while his whole body was trembling. He looked at Mom and Dad crying inside the storage room, then at the small, lifeless body in the corner.

I let her pour out more of her anger before I said: "I didn’t come here for that." I held her arms up as they came for another set of swings, then gathering my breath, I said, "Your daughter's death was not just some inevitable tragedy. I did my digging, and I have evidence..." "Of what?!" she screamed. "Your mate," my voice fell despite myself. "He was the one that let her die so that his son could have a donor.”

He also had my mother moved to the best rehabilitation center in the territory. But her mind was completely shattered. She spent her days muttering my name and Mia's, her body growing weaker with each passing day. "I'm going to find my daughter and my granddaughter..." my mother would whisper weakly. "They're waiting for me..." Three months later, my mother also passed away. Alexander placed her ashes beside our tomb, then spoke to the empty air with red-rimmed eyes. "Now, the debt I owe you can only be paid in blood." He returned to the back alley, looking at the barely-living forms of Vivian and her mother.

I demanded once more from the elders, but no one responded. I turned to my mother. “Where is dad? Why isn’t he here with you and Caleb?” “Miss Daciana Hart. You are standing before the elders today on trial for the murder of the Alpha, Nathan Hart, who was stabbed with a knife found in your possession,” an elder declared. My eyes widened in surprise. “Did you just say my father is dead? More importantly, are you accusing me of murdering him?” “Ciana, just tell them the truth so we can end this,” my mother said with bitterness in her voice.

her auntie said and she just nodded sits on the couch. "How's my daughter,?" she asked her and she was timid remembering her cousin. "My cousin, Ahm didn't you know yet,?" she asked her."Know what Hija,?" she asked her and she was frowned looking around."Are you sure mom didn't visit here,?" she asked and she just nods. "Okay, since you are the Real mother, İ have something to tell you and please be calm down okay," she said and she just nod. "Alycia, was died when she was on the vacation in Russia," she said and her auntie was in shock and even lost her consciousness.

“um..yeah..the picture you once showed me. I verified that it was him, so I followed him to where he lives. After some days I investigated him. I found out he was married to a woman called Aaliyah and they have a 15 Years old Daughter.” “What? Aaliyah is still alive? And she had a child for my brother?” I screamed. The room suddenly felt colder, while my breath caught.

"Ohhhhh Aaliyah... What happened to you...? Oh myyyy world......! Aaliyah... Please... Don't die .... Your mother and father would not be able to handle it... Please ... Aaliyah... Please..." As she was shouting, she was shaking her so hard... begging her to come back to life.. Aunt Frida could not call her sister, Aaliyah's mom, because she might slump and die due to the shock. So she carried Aaliyah to the bed, and ran to the kitchen to get some water to massage her face and her entire body with. After a few moments of the massage, she sneezed and became a little bit stable again. It was a very terrifying moment for aunt Frida all through that moment because there was no one to help out, n

I held her tighter, praying she would open her eyes again, praying she wouldn’t fade away. By the time we reached the truck, her breathing had grown shallow. “Aliyah,” I said, shaking her gently. “Stay with me, please.” But she didn’t answer. Her body went still in my arms, her head tilting softly against my shoulder. And as the sirens wailed in the distance, Aliyah Censori, the girl who had just defied death, fate, and darkness itself, finally closed her eyes and passed out.