Ddlc Deaths Novels & Stories

"I want answers. Why did your family kill Rylan and Adrian Ravenwood?" Luca scowled. "What are you talking about? We never killed Adrian. We only heard about his death. Rylan threatened us, yes, but he never got close enough to do any real damage. We heard he died years ago. If someone killed him, it wasn't us." Carol's face went cold. "Lies!” "It is the truth," Dante inserted, his voice smooth and cold. "And if we actually did kill them, why lie about it now? What good would that do?”

He brushed it off as the guy probably some justice-ing to attend to. “Did he say Leopold’s death?” he asks as he gathers the payment of the now-gone guy. “Yeah, I got the message during the party. I never really liked him but it’s sad to see him gone,” Albert casually replies. Scotty nodded, “You never know who’s going to go next in these times.” They shared a look of concern. “Watch your back, Abe.” He went back to taking orders from the customers.

I was a few steps away when I stopped on the gravel path, a strange, nagging thought coming to mind. "Anna?" I called out, turning around to face her again. "Do you happen to know how Luca died inside that holding cell? The reports were so vague." "He was killed, Kassidy," Anna replied. "K—killed?" "Yes, Killed. Luca was killed by the same man who tried to destroy your life. Richard Deering has people everywhere, even inside the county jail wing." "How can you possibly know that?" I demanded, my breath pluming in the cold air. "The autopsy reports are not even out yet. The police are still treating it as a standard suicide."

"Joshua! You've gone too far! How could you skip school? You—" His scolding died in his throat when he saw the officers standing there once more. His heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling rose inside him. The officer pulled out a report. "Based on the DNA match in our database, the deceased is identified as Joshua Kirkland. The birth records indicate he is your son." The air inside the room instantly froze solid at the officer's words. Mom and Dad stood at the door. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they tried to process what they were hearing.

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

Ellie replied flatly, she made sure to look Stacy in the eyes as she spoke to convey the truth, even though she knew the Dragon-shifter was reading her, Stacy looked to Drake who nodded letting the Wolf know that so far Ellie was speaking truth, “How do you know?” Ellie scoffed and flicked a curled lock of bright blonde hair out of her face, “Because dear, he has already killed two of you,” she paused to let that sink in before continuing, “Nicolas and Diane, killed at the site of their personal plane, no forensic evidence and no cause of death, despite the Succubus’s best efforts,” Valaria and Stacy’s looks mirrored one another, they hadn’t told anyone outside of the enforcers and Mal, “Wha

Grammy looks disturbed as she drops the groceries she's carrying in the paper bag right there at the door. "What's wrong, Grammy?" "Switch on the TV!" Ugh! I know it's something terrible about me from the way she looks at me. I quickly switch on the old TV. I put on BBC. Guess who is reporting? The one and only snaky Sarah Stone. I read the headlines on the screen. LPD CONFIRM THAT DAX'S DEATH WAS A MURDER, NOT AN ACCIDENT. What! There are all these photos of Dax playing on the screen when Sarah Stone says,

Marcus yelled. Yousef was sitting at his desk handling paperwork when he heard Marcus speak. His hand, which was in the middle of signing a document, suddenly trembled, causing the pen to tear through the paper. "What are you talking about? What's happened to Dylan?" Marcus quickly fired up his tablet, pulled up a news video, and handed it over, saying, "It's bad news. Dylan's dead in Drunham City—it's hit the news." Yousef's complexion turned ashen as he grabbed the tablet. After watching the news, his face was etched with shock.

“You’ve always been sickly. I suggested taking you to the hospital, but you refused. Jacob told me long ago that something was off about you, but I still chose to believe you instead of him!” He called for his bodyguards to lock Rachel up. As he stared at my body silently, he used a clean cloth to wipe away the blood on my face. He called out my name repeatedly, but no one answered. In the end, Mark could no longer hold back his sadness. He fell to the floor and covered his eyes in anguish. “Jane’s dead… I killed her… “I’ll pay for your life… Jane, just wait for me…” I watched coldly, but my resentment grew.