Novel & Cerita Did Homelander Kill Marie

If I didn’t know better, I would think they were twins. “Good. You are up now” she said with a smile as I kept staring at her unwaveringly and watching her every move as she put some groceries on the dining table and turned back to face me. “HH… HOW… How is that possible?” I stuttered while pointing my finger to Mia and Marie. “I was as shocked as you” Jack said as he batted my back and continued: “but that resemblance is the reason why Marie helped us I guess. After she defeated Diana and the hunters, she welcomed us into her house and got the bullet from your side. She …”

Evelyn sneered "You should worry more about yourself, a hybrid whore like you shouldn't try to feign bravery " Lisa was pulled to her by Zayn, he held her in front of him and gestured to Killian to come forward. " all right brother, you come forward and I'll let her go. Know that if you try anything fishy, I will blow her brains out. She's only hybrid after all, and the bullet in this gun contains wolfsbane, she wouldn't survive the shot"

Marlik revealed. “And apart from you impregnating her child, you also killed her father. Have you forgotten how you stabbed him repeatedly in the chest that night, Liam? You are no saint either, bro. What I did to Lunaria is nothing compared to what you did to her. So, if anyone is to be called a monster, it should be you!” Marlik’s voice roared. My knees buckled and the walls felt like they were closing in on me. I held the wall for support as the ground below threatened to throw me off my feet.

He didn't just hold it, he ground the newsprint into my skin. "The Northern Alliance is dead. The trade routes are being seized by the Council. The Blackwood Clan is laughing in our faces while our Luna, your wife, is being paraded around by the very man we spent a decade trying to bury!" "Marie is a traitor," I spat, finally finding my voice, though it sounded thin even to my own ears. "She called him. She staged this to humiliate me." "And why did she call him, Noah?" My father’s voice dropped to a terrifying, quiet hiss. He leaned in so close I could smell the ash and scotch on his breath.

Together, our bodies crashed into the ground, Marie first and me second, so that she took the impact of both our weights. "Say goodbye, Marie." I beamed, digging my claws into her chest and twisting until I could feel her ribcage crack and give way, allowing me to wrap my fingers around her heart. Giving it a tug, I pulled it free and held it above the harpie's twitching frame so that the last thing Marie would ever see was her own heart before going to hell, where she belonged. "How..." she gasped, but nothing more came as her eyes went blank and she became still.

"B-but I a-am your f-f-father." A cold smile settled on Maria's lips as her decision solidified in her mind. "No. You never were a father." Then she lifted her hand, static purple light flaring to life in her palm and forming into an orb-like shape before she launched it straight into his chest. She had thought that she would feel satisfaction, relief, freedom, anything at all when she killed him. But as she stared at his body depleting of whatever life was left in it, she felt nothing.

Despite obviously suffering, and missing half of her face, she laughed as if she had won. Wheezing, she forced words past her lips, knowing that her time was almost over. "It was never about Abigail, you foolish man; I know about your plans for tomorrow," she coughed, beginning to choke on her own blood, and Santos leaned closer to catch her last words, "How easy will it be to beat an Alpha, when you are seriously injured?" Taking one last breath in as her mate stared venomously at her, Maria Romano summoned the strength to send one last memory through their fading mate link. A parting gift for Santos, and as he roared with the realization of her own revenge, Maria closed her eyes forever. H

About his love. I thought about my family. About their safety. About their future. The sun set. Luca made dinner. Eli set the table. I lit candles. Hope ate from her high chair. Grace slept in her bassinet. We ate in silence. The doorbell rang. Luca answered. A man stood there. Tall. Gray hair. Tom. He said he had news. About Marie. About her death. Luca asked what news. Tom said Marie had not died of natural causes. She had been killed.

she whispers the last part, dropping her hands. "I've said this a thousand times already: I'm not doing shit. If you want to kill me, do it!" "You asked for it!" Marie blurts, taking the gun from Mom. The next thing that follows is a gunshot, one loud enough to alert the whole hospital.

“Which is why you’ll never touch her.” He stepped close again. “You think you’ll protect her from here? Shackled? Helpless?” “Oh, but you seem to be forgetting something.” I smiled slowly. “She’s the deadliest thing alive.” Lucian’s hand twitched. Marie hissed. “Enough.” She waved him off. “Soon. Soon we will take the fire from the King. His wolf burns the dead. I must have it.” She swept from the room, undead trailing behind her, Lucian close on their heels.