El Cadáver Dela Novia Novels & Stories

he said, “smashing her legs into unrecognizable bits of flesh and muscle sounds a little extreme. Even for her.” Casillas stiffened. “She bled to death,” Conrad went on, voice steady now in a way that was somehow worse. “I saw her corpse myself. The police are working the case. They’re looking for whoever murdered her.” The word 'murdered' landed with a dull, echoing thud in his head. Casillas’s grip tightened around the cigarette until ash spilled onto the marble floor. For the first time in a very long while, he felt genuinely stunned. Marceline - sharp-tongued, iron-willed, unkillable Marceline - was dead. Not vanished, not hiding, but dead.

“ Adio! “ Said Kilaila, approaching. Ádio smiled: “ Kilaila! Such as? Kilaila said nothing. Ádio: “ Sorry, I know you're going through a difficult time! If I had known you would be like this, I wouldn't have said it... Kilaila: “ No, you opened my eyes! He deceived me! Ádio: “ I lost control too! Kilaila:” Adio… Ádio: “ Yes… Kilaila: “ How did this happen? How did he kill them, what was his motive? Ádio: “ I don’t know why! But Mary was his first wife and he shot straight into her heart. Kilaila:” My God… Ádio: “ He suffocated Josefina with a fishing line and Cecilene, he pushed down the stairs! He killed them on their wedding night!

She heaved a sigh while refueling her lungs to continue, “but, of course, I met my wonderful Sir Caldwell.” Turning to Stephen she smiled, “Lord Carlson, might I introduce the latest addition to our household? This dear young lady is Miss Elizabeth Nottingham. Soon to be Mrs. Moore, I might add. We are planning her wedding this very moment. ‘Twill be a grand affair... the grandest in Georgia, if I know my Matthew.” She gestured for Elizabeth to join them, “Come Elizabeth, come in and meet our guest.” Elizabeth was dumbstruck, frozen in place. This could not be. How could this be? He was dead. They told her he was dead. Emotions whirled around and through her until she could feel only the ai

The rows of flowers bearing Elvis's name left Elena speechless. He really was dead because Jayden killed him. The woman, dressed in a long black dress, walked slowly into the building. Her brown eyes watched Jayden and Aria embrace each other in front of Elvis's coffin. Elena's stomach churned as she saw Jayden sobbing uncontrollably. She had to cover her mouth as her stomach churned even more. Elena couldn't stand the scene anymore, which was truly making her feel suffocated. She then ran out of the house to the nearest restroom, throwing up everything she felt like she was going to burst out.

Therefore, until just now, Cade hadn’t figured out what Rosa meant to him. Even though he was now at the end of his rope, Rosa was still willing to be with him. Moreover, to save him, Rosa was willing to give her own life. She didn’t hesitate to block the knife with her own body. Only then did Cade suddenly realize that he was deeply in love with her from the bottom of his heart. If possible, one day, he would marry this woman and give her his name. However, none of that was possible now. Eventually, Rosa’s hand fell down lifelessly. She had died in the arms of the man she loved the most.

His little head naturally leaned against her husband's shoulder. "What's wrong?" Seeing that she looked tired, Christiano asked with a distressed look. Christiano put the book in his hand aside and gently put her head in front of his chest. "Culver's younger sister was killed this morning." Adeline found a comfortable position in Christiano's arms and lay down. Smelling the scent of his body, he closed his eyes and said softly. Hearing this, Christiano was slightly stunned. Obviously, he had not expected such a thing to happen.

even the last few seconds. I looked to where the coffin was, closed and with a large wreath of white roses on top of it. Ada was looking at him between painful sobs, now without her husband and only son. Next to her, Celina, who arrived in the middle of the procession, held by Gregório and devastated to the point that everyone noticed — to the point that many still judge her for her pain to someone who doesn't even know what she did to her. Celina and Ada joined in the final seconds of the prayer, both crying as the coffin began to descend... increasingly disappearing.

“Leon’s dead.” I stopped breathing. “No,” I whispered. He was our wedding officiant. I saw him a few hours ago. “You’re lying. You’re—” “He died on his way home,” Caden said, grinning. “Plane accident.” Dahlia giggled, “The timing is incredible, isn’t it?” Caden smirked, his eyes gleaming with triumph. There’s something off in how thrilled he looks—too bright, too intense, like he’s buzzing beneath his skin. “You’re useless now,” he added. “Just dead weight.”

Glistening under the yellow light from the glass chandelier above them, his precious wife… His Selena was lying in there, wearing the exact wedding gown she had worn that morning and her eyes were closed. The lips he had teased so much is now pale, so was her face and…. She was dead. No other word to describe it. His wife was dead and she now lays in the coffin, right in the middle of what should be the home they would share as husband and wife. People around him, his mother, her mother, and all their friends and family were standing around the coffin. Sobbing and painful noises could be heard coming out of them.