Did Might Guy Die Novels & Stories

For about three seconds I stood completely frozen. Then my brain caught up with my body and I did the most natural thing in the world. I screamed. Not a long dramatic scream. More like a short sharp sound that escaped before I could stop it, the kind that comes out when you open a cupboard and something falls on you. I slapped both hands over my mouth immediately but the damage was done. Damien Voss, the man who had been in a coma for seven months, the man every doctor in the city had quietly given up on, was sitting up in his bed staring at me like I was the most suspicious thing he had seen in his entire life.

he said. "Val! You've seen the tree & haven't died!" He explained, "That's because I'm already dead. How can I die if I'm already dead? Plus, I’m lightning quick." "I'm pretty sure you can die. If the world ended today by an asteroid colliding with Earth, you're saying you wouldn't die?" "I wouldn't die from the impact, but I'd probably die from no blood. Everyone else would die so that leaves me with no blood," he said.

“I miss you too so much, baby. I am being kept safe for a while but I’m sure I’ll be home soon.” “Where?” “They said I can’t tell.” “I’m just glad you’re safe.” “I miss you so much my love.” “I miss you more.” “Any break in the case?” “Our only key witness was pronounced dead.” “Mike is dead?!” He blurted, catching Dustin’s attention. “Yeah. Tonight. He was involved in a shootout.” “Does Ace know?” “Yeah, we all found out together.” “So what is going to happen to the whole of our case?”

She sobs a little. I approach her and rub her back. "Davis confirmed." Davis was Max's best friend, they were always together. And Davis was dating Loren now. Max is dead. It seems incredible to me, until Friday I still watched him playing on campus with his friends, he smiled and celebrated his victories in a big way. Max was... the soul of that university and everyone loved him, but now... he is no more. It's amazing how one moment you are and the next day you're not. The future is uncertain.

That's straight-up murder! [You monster! You sacrificed your own kid for views?] The very last frame before the signal cut was Dad's twisted, panic-stricken face. It wasn't because he'd lost me, though. It was because he knew the public persona he'd crafted carefully had just gone up in flames. … The cops arrived. So did the ambulance, though it was purely for show at this point. The doctor did a brief check before pulling a white sheet over me. My time of death was two hours ago, which was right when Dad had taken his first sip of champagne. It was right when he'd looked into the camera and said that I had incredible acting.

I looked up and not to my surprise, the one called chief ran. ‘Good for you’ I thought feeling bad for him. He could have died. “Where is this Max, maybe she can share some light into why this four ingrates in this home doing? And your Maya” she asked as she turned to the other guy who was starting to wake up. ‘My Maya?’ “My Maya?” I scoffed out loud. She was suddenly halted by the moving guy she was hovering. They guy saw her hovering and asking questions he went for his pocket and took out something and shoved it on his mouth in a swift moment, I guess he saw he had no chance. He started having fits, and he died. I guess he took a pill or something.

Maya raised a brow. "Not at all but I have two surprises for you once you're done," Damian smiled. 'Uhhhh…..we're in the middle of something here' Amber wanted to yell. "I was about to run after her when I bumped into an old lady. So after I finished dealing with her, the thief was gone. That was when I heard a huge crash…turns out a truck had collided into the cab I was in. The driver sadly couldn't make it, three people died. I felt bad and decided to help out before the paramedics came….." Maya paused and look at everyone.

“I heard what happened today, I heard that Mill died.” “I am fine, I just need to rest,” I reassured him walking to my bed. “What do you mean by that?” He scoffed. “Were close to mill?” I shook my head, pulling off my shoes. “I just met him today.” “Poor guy, I heard he collapsed and died.” I stopped immediately, raising my head. “What are you talking about?” “I heard that he drank too much and collapsed,” he repeated. What was David talking about? Mill didn't collapse, I killed him. “Who told you he collapsed?”

I nodded my head at him. " if you don't mind me asking sir, what did you do to them?" The man asked but I didn't answer him because I didn't know what to say. I wanted them to trust me. " never mind that, where is your delta?" I asked and he looked down. " he died of a rogue attack two months ago sir." I nodded my head and continued with my questions. " did any of you know of a Malachi?" I asked and I heard a sharp inhale coming from the man.

Mikhail said with venomous tone in his voice. When all that was said and done, they made sure that the injured were taken to the hospital and that the ones who were dead were also taken to the hospital so their bodies could go to a morgue. It was sad that you could go to a person’s funeral and end up dying. But that was life in the mafia. There was always a threat of death. Maxim and I rode in his car on our way home, still in shock about what had just happened. We didn’t even know what to think or what to say to one another.