Eazy E Funeral Novels & Stories

I cocked as I ended the call before I could get a reply. My phone rang again, Mimi's ID blared across the screen of my phone. I cocked a smile and sliding the call to end. I will deal with her when I'm less busy, if she wanted to thank me for saving her ass, she should save it. I'll make her pay for every single dime in due time. But for now, I had a funeral to added. I slide my phone into my purse as I swayed my hips into the building. It was euphoric, everyone decked in black, not a single one of the board members or anyone influential attended the funeral.

During the journey to the burial ground, none of those who make a sound. They looked so tense and their bodies stiff like a mannequin. Only Mia looks busy, every few minutes she checks her phone. Apparently she is still texting with her friends who are now joining the convoy of family and relatives who took Evie's body to the funeral. Mia asked her friend to explain the state of Evie's house at that time to her friend. In her message, Mia's friend explained in detail how the atmosphere at the funeral home was. She said that the funeral home was filled with Evie's family, neighbors, and Beatancy High School students and teachers. Some of Evie's family seemed busy taking care of the funeral ne

Fiona also didn't come because of pregnancy and Violet was on a business trip. After tears followed later, Eric and Lawrence were to leave with a private jet the following day, Lawrence bought himself a private jet a month before the funeral. Tom and Evelyn drank wine with them and other friends. Adam and Lizzy drove back to the city with their chopper immediately after the funeral because they were busy. The following day Evelyn made breakfast for all the relatives who slept over. They gathered around the table to have breakfast. "You worked so hard my niece for the funeral preparations, I don't know what I would do without you and your husband. I would like to thank both of you for your gr

If only he'd said yes, maybe things would be different. His phone buzzed again. A text from Carter: "Eliot's funeral. Today. Ashes to be scattered on the river." Ethan's brow furrowed. "Why the rush?" he muttered. "What was that?" Gerald asked sharply. Ethan's eyes snapped up. "People always talk. That's what they know how to do best. So, I don't care. I'm not stepping back. I don't care if the stock market crashes until nothing is left. I'd rather have this company bankrupt than step down."

CHAPTER 8 THE FUNERAL § LOUIS § “We will now have a moment of silence for Ellie,” said the priest. I was at Ellie’s funeral… with Keelan and Ellie’s mum and dad. We were the only people that came. It felt so surreal. I didn’t want to believe that this was happening. It was like I was trapped in a nightmare… and I couldn’t wake up. Just thinking about how depressed Ellie was. How miserable she was, to the point that she would take her own life…

“Better luck next time. See you at my Dad’s funeral.” ——————— It had been two days since I last saw my boss. Ever since that incident inside the studio where we almost got caught hooking up, I never received any texts from him in the app. I thought he was ignoring me. But then I remembered maybe he was just busy with his dad's funeral and all the stuff going on in the company. I was confused with how the funeral party looked more of a retirement celebration for the founder of the SPA Network Corporation. Everyone was dressed black, yes, but none of them seemed to be grieving. In fact all had nothing but a glass of champagne in their hands.

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

#JUST_BEST_FRIENDS FINAL CHAPTER Author: Samuel Frederick CHAPTER 43: RIP. — — — Three days later. Friday. 9:00 AM. Ebony Millennium Cemetery, Lagos, Nigeria. Undoubtedly, today was a sad day for Yomi's loved ones. It was his funeral, and sorrow filled the air of the venue like a thunderstorm. His parents, friends, neighbours and colleagues were all present at the ceremony to honour him, and it wasn't easy for any of them to be here in this cemetery, especially with the sight of Yomi's corpse which laid in a grand casket on a small podium that had a lot of his portraits all over it.

Elizabeth chirped, oblivious to the not-so-festive air between Jethro and Mason. "Thank you, Aunt Elizabeth,” Jethro replied. I drank my in-lieu-of-alcohol fruit punch. Elizabeth then noticed Mason's mood. "Mason Zellwood, where’s your beer and cheer? Shouldn't you be over the moon for Jett?" She frowned. I could see the desolation in Mason’s eyes, and he silently met my gaze. Elizabeth jostled him. "Hello? Earth to Mace. It's your mom calling." "I don't think Mace is in the mood today, Aunt Elizabeth. Maybe he's sulking from seeing me marry before he does. Maybe he should start using those dating apps and try his luck," Jethro said ostensibly.

“When your dad was listing the things he didn’t want… what did he mean by… ‘no fucking cowbell’?” For the first time since the attack, Jo found herself laughing. She’d let that slip by her, but Zane was right. He had said that. “Well, when Elliott died, apparently, Hannah decided his funeral should be a little different than the norm. Apparently, the funeral started with the song, ‘Don’t Fear the Reaper,’ by Blue Oyster Cult.” She remembered how her mom would always laugh when she told that story. Thinking of Hannah, a Guardian and the second in command of all of the Guardians made her wonder where the hell the woman was. She’d thought all along that Hannah was with Jamie--but she hadn’t bee