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He inserted his dick into me and began to move fast and rough movements. When he did what he wanted, he left me motionless on the floor. "Hope you die slowly and painfully, bitch." he said and spat at me. The only thing I could see was that his partner Michael was standing up. Apparently the wound was only superficial. "Tom .." "Come on, Mike, let's get out of here. This bitch is dead anyway," he looked at me, knowing I was on the verge of death. They left me to die alone and helpless in that shack. He killed my husband in front of me. I stood there for hours, praying to die.

“The Grim Reaper is right beside us, but it’s really hard to guard against it. I’m scared just by watching it. It’s different from before. I was mentally prepared before, but this time, it’s really like watching a horror movie. I’m suddenly scared!” But now, the three of them were the ones who were almost at the brink of a mental breakdown. “F*ck you, Death Judge! Get out Here!” Grimm shouted. Sidney looked very absent-minded. He said with a dull look, “Zellman is dead. Sven is dead. Who will be next? None of us can escape. We will all die. He will kill us one by one.” Dafasi’s eyes also became unfocused. His right hand trembled as he wiped the cold sweat on his face. He said, “I don’t want

I smiled at Jean, pouring my adoration of the piece into every part of my body. Memento Mori which meant, in Latin, remember that you will die. That was the embodiment of Eiecrunt. Live fast and hard. Enjoy every waking moment you had because one day it could all cease to be. It showed me that I was lucky to get out of the hell I was in. Escape my fate time and time again. All because I wanted to live. Wanted to feel more. One day I would die and hopefully, my mates would be by my side. "I love it!" Adelia exclaimed beside me, her breath reeking of Alcohol. I giggled and Teagan leaned over to take hers.

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.

"Your father has been waiting for you for years. He didn't look for a new girlfriend, and he didn't take a wife. He bought a small house and has been waiting for you this whole time. Are you willing to return to his side?" I nodded. The system breathed a sigh of relief. It then informed me that once I died in this world, I would be able to see Dad. I removed my clothes and made a noose before tying it to the cage. I had seen something similar on TV in the past. I would die once I put my head in the hole and let myself hang from it. Fortunately, the cage was big enough, and I was quite short. It didn't take long for me to start choking for air once I put my head in the hole. However, I became

Tiffany put on a show of pulling me up, feigning sympathy. "Celeste, the dead can't come back to life. We need to move forward." Phineas handed me a document and said, "This is Dylan's will. You're his sole beneficiary." I wiped away a tear and straightened up. So, not only had they staged a fake death, but they had even prepared a will? How suspicious. I quickly skimmed through the document. "All debts incurred during my lifetime will be assumed by Ms. Celeste Harper."

She pursed her lips. Lucas shoved the box into her hands nonetheless. "You're still as stubborn as ever. I'm here to ask you about your mom's third death anniversary. If you have any plans in mind, let me know in advance so I can help you with it." Ariel paused briefly. She did not expect Lucas would remember about that. Elena passed away a year before Ariel got married. It would soon be her third death anniversary. Jayson probably was not even aware of this. "Alright, I'll see you at the convention hall in a bit." Lucas looked at his phone and stroked her hair as he always did. Then, he turned around and left.

He looked up at me, eyes wrecked. "The hamster," I continued. "You remember, right?" He froze. Did not see that coming. "The one I bought last year. Our fifth anniversary. I told you it was practice—for someday having a kid. I even said that when it died naturally, we'd be ready. But that day? You were too busy texting to even hear me." I stopped, then let out a short, cold laugh.

Death. Everyone was about to die.

The day I die Will be The greatest night When I’m free I’ve tried to stay alive But I feel dead inside And you cant stop the actions that I speak Follow me on tik tok for spoilers and updates https://www.tiktok.com/@dragonladydavis?_t=8Wg4MiRTlyY&_r=1