Death Laura Thalassa の小説・ストーリー

"She's going to die anyway, we have to try!" "Fine…" Laura sighed, took out a bottle filled with a blueish liquid from her bag. "Come on… drink." She slowly lifted Adira's head, and put the bottle in her mouth, till she finished half the bottle. She then gently placed Adira's head back on the pillow, stood up and turned to Theodore. "Whatever happens now, it's fate." She walked out of the room, leaving Adira alone with Theodore. "Theo??" Adira muttered under her breath.

whispered Laura, breathing rather heavily. Martha gasped but did not supply. Biting her lips, Laura allowed the silence to reign once again between them. She merely listened to the murmurs of people walking in and out of the hotel, passing through them like a bland movie she was merely forced to watch. She understood the heavy tension in the air. Death was, after all, a foe through which an invisible, incurable scar was dented not to those he took but to those that would be left behind. They said dying was the worst. Laura thought otherwise. It was seeing death steal the very people you held dear that was almost unbearable.

We’re in Sapphire Lake*, Alice said, though even her voice seemed a little shaky. She lifted her head, panting and looking out the window as dawn began to stretch gently across the sky, lightening it and bringing the new day. She couldn’t escape her memories as Laura any more than she could escape Alice. Laura would never be put to rest until she knew who killed her. It was the only way to free herself and actually live as Laurel. She had to go back. Her heart clenched with terror and Alice rumbled. *Trust our mate. * If only it was that easy.

" I move away standing on my feets as I feel Laura's body as cold as ice now, I drag her up on all her weight as I throw her on my back giving her a piggy back ride, Her dead body which surprisingly had not turned stiff and hard yet seems to be alive however her heartbeat is missing and her pulse intact once again, everything makes me want to go crazy as the fact that I had killed my mate, I pull up her whole weight as I take slow and cautious steps towards the door away from the pool of blood,

"We cannot let her death go in vain. She gave her life so we can finish off where she left off. Something has to be done to stop her." "She said we have to break the staff." Monica infused, clearing her throat shyly. She wasn't keen on Zelta the same way Iris knew her, but she seemed to be shaken by her death nonetheless. If for anything, but for her selfless role in stopping Laura. "What your savior was trying to say was that anyone who breaks the staff will die with me." Laura struggled to get feet, holding her right shoulder. The arm dangled, as blood rolled down to the ground in streams.

No answer. So I drove—to Jackson’s grave. Sitting silently in front of his tombstone, I closed my eyes and leaned gently against the cold marble. Saying nothing. Just… breathing. A long silence passed. Then my phone vibrated. A video message from David. He was tied to a chair, mouth gagged with a strip of cloth. Serena stood behind him, eyes wild, pressing a knife to his throat. “Aria, why? Why did you get his love so easily? I’ve been by David’s side for years—and you? Just a broken little depressive girl.”

“Even though that has not been achieved by any witch for a long time. But because I was desperate, because I wanted so desperately for him to come back even though I had made peace with his death, I let you touch him. But you did nothing but make a monkery of me!” “No, I promise. I've done it before. I promise. My friend…Laura…I brought her back .” “More lies!” The high priestess snapped, her voice thundered and caused Kiara to flinch. Kiara had given up trying to convince her. There was no way she could possibly explain herself now. Laura, who she claimed to have brought back from the dead, was not with her to testify. “High priestess, please…she…” Selena tried to interfere.

“You don’t. But if you don’t get that wound checked out, it could make Laura glance down at the gash in her stomach. It’s bloody and gooey. I have no idea how long it’s been like that, but I can already see the infection spreading. With her Luna genes, it won’t take long for it to dive into her bloodstream and end her life. “Please let the doctors check you over,” I say again. “Then you can have something to eat, a soak in the bath, and fresh clothes.” Laura’s eyes glisten at me, and she releases a quiet sob. “I’m so tired.” I glance and she flashes me the same heartbreaking look.

If Laura successfully get to use her power and breaks the curse then she would be free and definitely enjoy all benefits Laura is enjoying and she couldn't. Her name is Del, a devil twin sister that was casted away after her birth. Xalorad had returned back to the forest that night and carried just a baby without realizing there is another one in his wife womb but he thought she was dead and disappeared but Marissa was actually in a different place trying to push Laura twin sister but unfortunately she was casted into hell immediately she was born by the witches that wouldn't allow her live like a normal human. Laura successfully raised the spoon up and place it gently back but then she figu

Otherwise, they would continue investigating without any clues. The sun began to set. Laura went to the stadium to attend Lindsay's concert, while Felix waited for results at the headquarters in Kashmere. The team lead was a middle-aged woman, code-named Marley Thompson, who looked exceptionally competent. "Mr. Zeller, here's the complete file on the deceased." Felix frowned through the first part. As far as he could tell, nothing seemed like a useful investigative lead. Then, he reached the page with interviews of the victim's relatives and friends. "Body odor?"