Dead On Arrival A Novel Novels & Stories

EIGHT An ambulance pulled up as Kaaron Brennan entered the house. Never once in her six years on the force had she ever drawn her gun with the intent to shoot; she was more terrified now than she’d ever been. Null was by her side, covering blind corners. Every door she kicked open revealed empty rooms, rooms of unfinished business. The paperback on the bedside table with the bookmark tucked within, the mobile phone blinking messages received, a scented candle that had never been lit. Death in the details.

asked the nurse who replied, "Heart attack..."Darby, Katrina and Althea were in the Charnel House of the hospital."But these are only 30 people. How are we going to have 560 people?" Darby whispered to Katrina."Can we know the names of certain hospitals..." Althea was interrupted by the nurse who said, "You may find the dead people who are ready in their coffins to get buried.""How many of them?" Katrina asked curiously."200, probably..." replied the nurse."Too many people died in a day?" Althea's eyebrows were raised in astonishment."Don't you watch the news?" the nurse asked unaware.The faces of Darby, Althea and Katrina were blank."There was an accident in the factory...many people died.

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I followed behind him because there was nothing else to do now. I was here. I was back in the Eastern Sector. And I was about to see exactly how bad things had gotten. Arren said something to Kade and then turned to us. "We should go in through the back." I followed him around the side of the building with Caden close behind me. The smell of something putrid got worse with every step we took around the hospital building. Then Arren turned the last corner and I stopped breathing all together. My lips parted in terrifying shock. Piled in multiple heaps across the floors of the hospitals back entrance were… Dead bodies.

“Until then, really, I do suggest you rest.” “I’ll… consider it…” I relented a little. Dr. Patel sighed and turned for the door. “Save me from stubborn patients and their caregivers,” he muttered under his breath as he left. When he was gone, Rowena turned to me, eyes sharp, not loopy at all. “So?” “So…?” I echoed. “We do have two dead bodies in the bookstore. I don’t know how long that lie’s going to hold. Plus it’s not as though you’re an actual registered human being. Do you even have a birth certificate?” Rowena asked.

Author's POV Alpha Damian stood stiffly by the physician's table, his arms crossed, jaw clenched tightly. The room reek of panic, sweet, blood and something sour like poison. The assassin lay still, lifeless and cold. He was already dead. But the guard was barely alive, weak under the physician's urgent, tender care.

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.

To save her. The place where they kept her was a decrepit warehouse, reeking of blood and decay. It didn’t matter. None of it mattered except her. I could hear the low voices of the men inside, smug and unbothered, unaware that death was coming for them. I could feel both Jacob and Jenny behind me along with some of my most trusted men. I closed my eyes tight, inhaling and trying to get my mind in the right place before I barged in and killed them all. I kicked the door in with a force that sent it flying off its hinges.

Ultimately, it was Alice who got someone to deal with my rotting body. "How did it end up like this?" Lucas still couldn't accept the fact that I was dead. The sight of my dead corpse had been too much for him. He fell to the ground in disbelief as he continued mumbling to himself. "Wasn't she still alive and kicking two days ago? How could she die all of a sudden?"

I couldn't hear what was happening but I heard someone asking to call the ambulance as I laid on the ground, supported in someone's arms who held me tight as the feeling of death consumed me. If Jon was dead then I had no more reason to live. Jon was everything to me and now his gone. Ren I'm sure you'd love to see papa. Let's go join him so please don't hate me for going with you. These were my last thoughts before tears slipped down my eyes and I gave up consciousness. AUTHOR'S NOTE Dear readers please comment, review and rate my book. I will gladly appreciate it so I will know which of my book is best for the Goodnovel's 2020 contest.