روايات وقصص ضمن Dorothy Must Die Series In Order

she explains as she pushes me into the opening of a willow tree. I’m alone, sitting within an opening of a willow tree. I hear footsteps. “Evelyn, it’s Aunt Dorothy. Please come out. There’s no time to lose,” she says urgently. “Where’s my Mama and Papa?” I cry. “I’m sorry child, Alpha Charles has killed them,” she begins to explain. When I scream, she puts her hand over my mouth to silence me. “Hush child. We must be quiet. I have to save you. I need to perform a small spell on you, it’ll remove your memories of who you are until I can make you safe again,” Aunt Dorothy says urgently.

The others naturally made no objections. However, when they were splitting the loot, everyone’s gaze was fixated on Dorothy because she was Alex’s wife. They both had four children as well, so she was his legitimate spouse. Thus, they naturally let her choose the loot first. Alex said, “Dorothy, take one first. You’ve just awakened, so you should replenish your vanished and divided soul properly.” Unexpectedly, Dorothy refused. She lightly shook her head as she already knew what kind of existence a bone pattern was. However... she indifferently said, “I don’t need them. These bone patterns are ineffective for me.”

“But you’re out now. You’re with us.” Gilly nodded faintly, wiping at her tears, but there was tiredness written all over her face. “I heard them talking during the ritual,” she said suddenly. Her voice was finally gaining strength. “The witches. They said after the ritual is complete, everyone will die. Everyone.” Ardan, standing beside Rachel, crossed his arms as his expression darkened. “We know,” he said grimly. Gilly’s eyes widened slightly. “You know?” Zone let out a deep breath, glancing between us. “Who’s going to tell her?”

Dorothy returned to the living room 20 minutes later with a tray of bite-size sandwiches and a pitcher full of a bluish liquid, which she placed on the table between them. “I’m seeing a ghost from the past sitting in my living room,” said Dorothy, wiping a tear down her left eye, “I remember vividly the night your parents died. I wanted them to be spared, but the EBEE wouldn’t have it, they so desperately wanted to kill and destroy anyone close to Lord Meozo, fearing that they would bring him back. Your parents hated working for him, they would never have brought him back.” Tears kept running down her eyes. Coralis remained silent, processing what the woman across from her was saying.

Why was I still feeling these things when I was dead? Gary, Eugene, and Carl comforted Phoebe and told her to go upstairs. Then, they stood there in silence. Eugene stared at my photo, looking a little lost. "Did we… did we do something wrong?" The other two nodded. Carl said, "She prepared all of this before her death… which meant she knew she didn't have much time left. Do you remember what happened when we were younger? She said she saw countdown timers above Mom's and Dad's heads."

"Meghan, you should know by now that promises only count when there's love involved. Meghan, I don't love you anymore." "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…" She suddenly fell to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. "This is all my fault… I never deserved you…" Just as I was about to help her up and give her some closure, I caught a flash of metal in the corner of my eye. My heart skipped a beat. I shoved Meghan to the ground and took a quick step to the side. "Julian! I'm going to kill you!" I didn't expect Gerald to come at me wielding a knife.

"Jason, I'm coming to see you soon. Please wait for me. I'll be there soon." As she was losing consciousness, she seemed to have seen me. She smiled and reached her hand out toward me. "Jason, you've come to get me. I knew you'd forgive me. I knew it…" I stood in the same spot and shook my head. With a blank expression, I shattered the last fragile illusion she still clung to in her heart. I said, "Christine, you were the one who killed me. Bit by bit, you pushed me to my death."

Dorothy reached for her torn notes, gathering the shredded pieces on the floor as she tried to calm the growing anger inside her. “Look, even her whore mother died because she didn't want her” Alright, that did it. Dorothy got up and stormed over to Jessica and her friends, fury blazed in her eyes and she could feel Alya taking over. She was tasty for blood and some debt had to be paid. Everyone’s eyes widened as they felt the tension in the air. Just as Dorothy’s hand was about to reach the neck of her target, she came to a halt and turned around as the sound of clapping filled the air.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t