Dead Mans Walk Novels & Stories

everyone whispered He was dressed in a white and red suit with his blonde hair everyone was in awe, all girls turned their head to drool only Eva and Jayne saw the real him, he was still dressed in his suit But his hair was silver, sparkling in the dance light, he looked like he was mafia boss here for business, his calm firm face and that cold aura that made knees weak walking has his body guards with him He walk straight to Jackson “let go of her hand” he repeated, the fear was bold in his eyes but he tried to push it away, he could stand that Zerian clearly tall than him At first he refused but after some seconds of just staring into his intimating eyes he finally let go and John broke fr

He walked slowly over to Yannis, his expression dark as a cloud. Yannis did not show any fear at all. He stared straight at Dad and laughed. Dad kicked him to the ground. He tried to stand up, but he was in too much pain, Still, he continued laughing. He licked away the blood at the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You were the one who beat your daughter to death, Benjamin. I just didn't let her out of the basement. Don't you think it's ridiculous that you're losing your mind over us now?

Daniel stood frozen for a moment before icily saying, "Ed, how could you be tricked by Helen too? I've really underestimated her. Even a cop like you got played like a fool!" Uncle Ed was caught off guard by his tone. "Daniel, what's going on with you? Didn't you usually adore Helen the most?" He paused momentarily before continuing, "We received a report today. Human remains were found in the mountains where Stewart Villa is located. We've confirmed that the deceased person is Helen.

Then, at the last second, I stepped sideways, making the man go stumbling past me. I reached down and drew the dagger from the dead man's chest and rattled around. The man turned around and charged again, but this time, I had already regained my stance. Still, on my knees, I leaned forward and threw the dagger. I watched as the blade spun end over end, then finally nestled itself into the man's heart. Two of the hefty men had just been murdered by me with their weapons. Then I thought they should have crafted their weapons less sharp. Perhaps, it might not be a fatal blow for them like this.

My missed calls stacked on top of each other like bricks while my unread messages were in the triple digits. Even my WhatsApp was maxed out with 99+ new messages.

Her scream was still echoing when an immense force blasted the canyon entrance wide open. I whirled around, my heart in a vice. Rhett stood silhouetted against the crimson glow of the sunset, his face obscured. The ferocity rolling off him made the very air quiver. Arrayed behind him, a formidable line of elite wolf guards. The world seemed to hold its breath. "Rahhh!" A roar thundered through the valley, laden with a psychic shockwave. It was as if my skull had been hammered, agony exploding as blood seeped from every orifice.

He gave me a sad smile as he tucked a stray hair on my ear. “Well, I am already upset. What is there to lose?” I crossed my arms as if saying ‘I’m waiting.’ “Okay.” He said in defeat. “It’s about this morning's news.” He glanced briefly at my blank face before continuing. “It says that three men were ground to the bones inside the meat shop in Hill Street. And…and one of those three men was my friend, Caleb.” He finished panting, like the thought of his friend being dead is consuming the life out of him. My eyes widened in mocked shock and disbelief. What got my attention was the fact that he knows Caleb Salazar. But the question was, to what extent?

Today, she brought no flowers or offerings, just a bottle of liquor and two cups. She sat in front of my tombstone, opened the bottle, and filled both cups. She placed one cup before the grave and held the other in her hand. "Hey, Jason. William was sentenced to life in prison. He's never getting out. Are you happy?" She waited a moment, as if expecting an answer. Then, she smiled to herself, tilted her head back, and downed the cup in one go. The liquor was strong, making her cough so hard that tears came out.

After Melissa returned from the hospital, she could not feel at peace. She was determined to become Titus' woman as soon as possible and completely take over as Donna. That night, Titus was handling affairs in the study while Melissa, wearing a sexy nightgown, walked in holding a glass of red wine. "Titus, you've had a long day. Have a drink to relax." Titus took the glass and took a few sips. Not long after, he felt himself burning and dizzy. It was like there was a burning sensation in his body. He looked up at Melissa, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

"Keep talking, and that'll happen to you too-" "Do you feel any remorse at all?" Alice was talking over Emilia. She knew that she was pushing her luck but her urgency to quit the club had taken over her common sense. "The fact that she died because of your actions." Emilia shoved Alice backwards. It was a small push. But it caught Alice by surprise. She crashed over two chairs and smashed her jaw against the floor. She groaned and onto her knees, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth. Emilia didn't look upset or horrified. She had a look of forced satisfaction on her face.