Novel & Cerita Dorothy Must Die Series

Belle was still holding her phone in her hand. Grayson surmised that she must have read the news on her phone. According to the news, Dorothy died from poisoning while conducting research on herbs. Now, everyone accepted that Dorothy's cause of death was indeed poisoning. However, Belle's question indicated that she had doubts about the information in the online articles. Belle wouldn't believe it if he told her that Dorothy died in an accident. So, after thinking for a moment, Grayson said, "Someone killed 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.

I feel dizzy, and red pulses in the corners of my vision. Avoiding the happy people walking around town, I turn into an alley and lean against the brick wall. My whole world is falling apart around me. Alice was the one student at Hawthorn who told me the truth about things. She seemed to actually care about me. Why would she turn on me? Hot tears form in my eyes, and I press my knuckles against my cheeks and breathe deeply. Who can I trust now? "Hey, loser." Heather and her friends stand at the mouth of the alley.

There's no light for hope to live. She somehow desires to perish because there's no reason at all to live. She never had a nice childhood, she never had a complete family, her life is hopeless. "They say there is a One God who sees everything and knows everything... He can see my pain then, but why isn't He doing anything? Perhaps, there's no God at all." She wept and pierced down the metal edge onto her wrist. "Die, Dorothy. You must die."

"Bad men continue to perish. He sat without moving for quite a while, looking at nothing, before he got up to do the weather. Then he swallowed and wiped his face with his hand and abruptly stood up, knocking over a box of extra screws. It was irrelevant. None of it mattered. Inside, the panic only grew. He needed to see Doris. Needed to make sure she was safe. Needed to— But no. No. Too soon. Too suspicious. Too obvious. Chris forced himself back into his chair, though his hands shook so violently he couldn't pick up the wrench again. Darcy was dead. And were Darcy to die, all would be undone. ********* Kelvin finally slept that evening, but Doris did not. She sat alone in the living room i

Doesn't he believe anymore in any chance to live? " We will be connected now, you will give me your blood I will give you my poisons, you will be addicted and you will be mine in all your short life." He slowly extended his arm. My teeth grew wide with my all mouth, they became abnormally wide, his heartbeat almost exploded I quickly took his wrist and let my teeth break his skin. I drank his blood and soon felt so light so alive, his blood wasn't very tastefully he used drugs but it still made me feel incredibly good and relaxed. He closed his eyes from my poisons he was high as well. Now I was his master and he was my toy. I didn't have slaves for many years. I don't know why I kept him al

While his girlfriend had stabbed herself to death. Doctors made a test claiming Hammer was poisoned. Later, people arranged the puzzle and later found out that Dorothy had poisoned Hammer for trying to kill Iby. Since she couldn't live with the guilt of killing her boyfriend because of another boy that can never be has, she committed suicide. Such a tragedy.

“Don’t bring that up.” “Why not? It’s the truth, isn’t it? But that’s not even what I’m on about. Have you even stopped to think—really think—about what Dorothy’s going through? What she needs? She’s dying in pieces, man. And you keep yelling about schedules and plans like she’s some fucking slot in your inheritance puzzle.”

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

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