Death By Meeting Novels & Stories

Our next meet was when she died. "Code red! Code red! Calling for Grim 10897456 to the afterlife inn." After the Grim Reaper conference at the Ministry of Death that lasted for two days, this was the announcement I heard when I came out of the haunted house. This century's death ministry is a huge amusement park. Senior Grim's say it fluctuates with each passing century. Yet I have no idea if that is true or not. Well, I don't care either. The code mentioned is mine so I went straight to the ferris wheel which is the way to the after life inn. However before I could board Gavin teased me.

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

I pushed open the door of a long hall where I'm perceiving my best friend's scent but I just realized I have interrupted an important meeting. All the rulers of the four existing packs were sitting at the table, discussing. My dad was there and he was stunned to see my state. Everyone is. Maynard who sat at the front chair get up on his feet at once to attend to me. He wrapped his arms around me so tenderly but I took no notice of his care. All that filled my mind was the pleading and lifeless eyes of my colleagues. " They are all dead May. I'm not sure but I think they are Dead. Silver was shot into their body, stuck into their vein and I couldn't do anything to help " I mumbled incoherentl

Shame on me in case. @Death Wish

Once the gavel hit the edge of the desk, the meeting had commenced. The head councilman titled his head forward at me. “I must say, Healer Lewis. I was surprised to hear from my assistant that you were the one who was insisting on a meeting.” “Most irregular," one of them commented. I refrained from shooting them a glare. “Ladies and gentlemen of the Council, I do apologize for the untimeliness of this meeting. I wasn’t entirely sure if word had gotten back to any of you as of yet, but I wanted to graciously inform all of you that Calix Zephyros is dead.”

"What? I'm just saying, we can't exactly RSVP yes to the next meeting when we just murdered one of the elders in her own living room. That's like... really bad meeting etiquette." Alpha turned to face them, and Dante saw the full damage now. His brother's body was destroyed—bones shifting out at wrong angles, covered up in blood, his clothes torn and soaked. "Blood of Jesus!" eyes wide open "Killian!" "Let's go," Alpha said, his voice hoarse and rough. "We're done here." Peggy stood there, staring at Lady Eden's body on the floor, and then at Alpha. "Thank you," she whispered.

But the man had ignored everything else she said, halting the gathering of the takeaways he was doing and looking at her square in the face, "are you dying, Debby?" She had gulped. "Uhm, No." She said, defensively. "Even though we all die a little every day." The man arched a brow as if to say she was spewing nonsense so she added, "Take what happened with my abduction for example. I could be long dead. It just comes suddenly. Do you know what they say about life coming at you suddenly? Yeah, the same thing applies to death." "I'll ask her to when the time is right." Was the next thing she heard the doctor say.

What is the meeting going to be about? Nothing. There isn't going to be a meeting.~ ~I don't understand. Your brother will die tomorrow and never make it to the meeting.~ ~... Is there a problem?~ ~No. ~What are my orders? Kill the unborn princess. Await further orders.~ ~Ok.