Deku's Mom Death Novels & Stories

Dominic’s POV I stood frozen on the balcony, Debbie’s small body pressed against my chest. My daughter’s purple dress was wrinkled from where she’d been playing. Her green eyes were wide with terror as she stared at the broken railing. Behind me, Kelsey sobbed. Below us, my mother’s body lay twisted on the stone patio. Blood pooled around her head. Her neck bent at an impossible angle. “Daddy, what happened to Grandma?” Debbie whispered. I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t breathe. The woman who raised me was dead. Gone forever. The Luna who taught me everything about being an Alpha lay broken on stones twenty feet below.

he shouted. Jace broke down quietly. Jason released him and turned to his father. “Dad… what’s happening? Is Mom okay?” Silence. “Why is no one talking?” he yelled again. “Mom…” Jennifer’s voice shook before she burst into tears. Jace finally spoke, his voice heavy with grief. “Mom is gone, Jason.” Everything froze. “What are you saying?” Jason whispered, his lips trembling. “Jason… Susan is dead,” his aunt added, covering her face as she cried.

It seemed the snow wasn't planning to stop any time soon and I was happy that way I could request some hot chocolate later without Victor saying no "Mom owned a hospital...she was a surgeon... unfortunately something happened and she died. Since then dad was always bitter about anyone, especially his children being doctors," Kyan added and I could sense the sadness in his voice. I sat there feeling his stable breathing as I waited for him to finish. I wanted to ask what happened to their mom for their father to hate anything to do with a hospital however I chose to let it go since the topic seemed to be a sensitive one to Kyan

About your dad". Charles arose from the sofa and asked me to follow him to his office at home.. We Walked inside, as I shut the door from behind me... "So? What do you want to show me?". I asked, glaring at his face.. It was dusty and weak.. "Something important.... Derek, do you want to know what happened to your mom?". He paused waiting to hear my response... "Mom? What happened to her?". I inquired after contemplating on the possibility that my dad wouldn't be responsible but he ended up being the reason... "Derek, your dad died and before his death, he made a pact with some witches...... They wanted your mom out of the Way, while you were growing...... ".

His hands flutter around uselessly, obviously wanting to calm mum down. She just nods, running her hands through her straw-like hair; the cancer has done one on her looks as well as her inside. I hate cancer, and I hate what it’s done to my mum. As Deacon continues to explain our strange situation, the one where yes Deacon has a mate but is still in my life, we still have… something? He explains gently, as to not work my mother into another frenzy, telling her his plan for us to move onto pack land so we are both cared for and have the appropriate support during the stress of the coming months.

I gulped nervously, “Duke I need –” “It’s not always end game though, is it? It wasn’t for my parents. I know my mum died in childbirth, but it didn’t take my dad long to move on. I’ve always thought he was a complete dickhead with how easily he forgot her and the promises they made to one another.” “I don’t want to talk about your dad, I need to—” “I hope it won’t be like that for us, Grace. I know our children will—” “Duke enough!” I shouted, my voice bouncing off the walls and echoing around us. Duke looked at me in shock, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Deka continued, his voice rising, "she led us to war against innocent people. The Mighty Arrow Pack had done nothing. They were innocent. And we massacred them in their sleep. Women. Children. Everyone." He turned to Killian, and the look in his eyes was pure devastation. "I was so proud when you joined us that night. My nephew, barely sixteen, is fighting beside me for justice. For family. But it was all a lie. Your mother orchestrated everything. She murdered my wife and then made us commit genocide." Killian's vision blurred. He wasn't crying but his eyes were glistening red. He could feel something cracking inside him, tearing beyond repair. Deka straightened, and when he spoke again, hi

Her voice quivered as she continued, "I know it's cruel of me to seek revenge, but I just can't bear the years of bullying from Nicole anymore. If I don't fight back now, who knows what she'll do to me in the future?" She pulled another document from the drawer—a medical report. "The doctor says my depression has worsened. If I continue to live under this constant pressure, always feeling persecuted, I might end up committing suicide." Her voice cracked, and she collapsed into Dad's arms again, sobbing uncontrollably. "Ethan, I don't want to die, but I can't control myself anymore. Please, I'm begging you, let me die once to get my revenge, okay?" I watched the scene unfold, my eyes widening

Tally shrugged it off, like knowing her parents were dead didn't phase her. Kellan went next, a slightly determined look on his face. Kellan's mom had taken him out on land for the first time since he was born. She wanted to go on a stroll and feed the ducks at the park. She was attacked by a kraken on the way, but she managed to save Kellan. She killed the kraken, but died alongside it. Kellan was found by a bounty seeker and he took Kellan straight to Alester. Kellan's dad believes him to be dead. He lives in the Pacific ocean off the coast of south California.

But right before him were bodies that had no other breath of life in them. His mother leaned on the wall with blood gushing out of every part of her body. Her fangs were jolted out of her mouth and her claws rested on the ground. She was struggling to stay alive. " De..re..k." the dying woman managed to call her son's name. " Mom!" Derek ran towards her , crying and sobbing. " Mom, you can't die. Who? Who was it , mom ? Who did this to you?!" The woman could not bring herself to utter even a single word. Though she had been able to put up with the fight, she was just unable to remain alive after the fight.