Novel & Cerita Death Sentence Novel

The judge entered and we stood up for respect, also the jury was going back to their benches after reaching their one decision. “The decisions of the jury are now in my hands. Defendants, please stand up.” The judge said as the four of them stood up. “Dylan Ray sentenced to death. Albert Shin sentenced for life imprisonment and Julian Case sentenced for twenty years of imprisonment.” The judge said as he read the decision.

Kim's head flew back before she flopped to the side. My eyes slammed shut as I shook my head. I couldn't cry. Not now. I would cry later. Kim was dead. One down. One to go. I had to finish this. Tanya was still staring up at the sky when I aimed at her forehead. Just before I pulled the trigger, Tanya's deep blue eyes shot to mine. It didn't stop me. I was glad Tanya looked at me. She deserved to see her executioner. I pulled the trigger.

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"No offense but I'm right. No need for a driver. I'm leaving you. Besides, I have work to go to the center and I don't want any objections!" Nesrin left Hande's arm at the last moment and said goodbye to Seza and Hande's family and got into the car with running steps. He looked at Handan with an uneasy expression as he waved to his daughter from the iron terrace. When his smiling eyes found his own, he averted his eyes. He looked at his watch, then at the date. He threw himself in amid the distress and constriction that filled him. He entered the study and locked the door. He opened his locked drawer and read the paper he took out many times. As his eyes filled with tears, he opened the othe

I curled up on the floor, felt a rush of iron in my throat—and coughed up a mouthful of blood. That bright-eyed boy I used to be—the one who still had hope—faded into nothing. After that, I had nothing left to live for. Until just now, when this wretched, drifting life of mine finally ended. Matthew, your big brother is coming to join you. I've finally paid for my sin.

The muzzle of the gun was a black void aimed at Adrian’s heart. Dante’s finger was white on the trigger, his face a contorted mask of pure, unadulterated hatred. He was going to do it. He was going to pull the trigger. Adrian stared back, his own fear a distant, cold thing, replaced by a strange, hollow calm. He had failed. He had found her, only to watch her die, or to die himself.

Danika The door finished splintering and Kazimir opened fire. He shoved me hard behind the overturned bed frame with one hand and emptied the fresh magazine he had somehow slammed home in the dark with the other. The first muzzle flash lit the cabin in violent white. Two of Softiya’s men dropped instantly—one in the doorway with the back of his helmet blown out, the second halfway across the threshold with a dark hole where his right eye had been. The smell of cordite and blood and cold pine flooded the small space. My bare knees scraped the floorboards. The torn remains of the gown were still tangled around one thigh. His come and his blood still painted the inside of my legs from the inter

The icy wind howled straight inside, unbarred. A half-broken sign dangled at the entrance: [4101.] That should be the one! I lifted my foot and headed right for the busted door. The moment I got close, an icy chill seeped up from the ground, boring straight into my bones. I shivered all over. The live chat is on fire. [Holy crap! The old lady’s walking straight into 4101! That’s the frost wraith’s lair!] [She's done for! That frost wraith was killed and shoved in a morgue freezer, so now she loves freezing people into ice statues. That’s the nastiest death ever!]

"I checked thoroughly. Ms. Jackman's mother has indeed passed away. Her ashes are kept in a memorial hall outside the city." "That's impossible!" Gregory roared, his voice raw with shock and grief. "How can this be?" He couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that the woman who had always been so kind and gentle was gone. "It was suicide," the assistant whispered, with a note of sympathy. "Ms. Jackman's mother was seriously ill. She didn't want to use up funds on treatment or trouble her daughter, so…" "So what?" Gregory's composure shattered completely. He couldn't imagine the pain and despair that would drive a mother to take her own life to protect her child, nor could he accept that he ha

Sophie and Albertus, whom I removed for quiet seclusion, also came back to haunt me. "Dylan..." I smiled at him with my head pushed down. I hate it when I get scared again like I'm feeling right now. The faces of my son, Merry, and Dylan flashed through my mind. I'm afraid that all my plans won't go as expected because I'm still tied to a role in this cursed novel. Then the price I need to pay is greater than when I was in my previous life. “With this, the court has decided to sentence Fuschia Mountravven to death!”