Emma Walker Autopsy Novels & Stories

He just looked at me with eyes that grew darker, as if he was already imagining something I did not understand yet. I swallowed again, but finally nodded slowly. I accepted. What else could I do? Lazarrus walked to his desk, took a thin black folder from the drawer, came back, and handed it to me. On the first page, big bold letters read—A DIRTY DEAL. I opened the pages with shaking hands. My eyes went straight to the opening sentence. “This agreement states that Celeste Harper becomes the personal property of Lazarrus Walkez V...”

When the autopsy report came in, the entire police station went silent. Even the officers, who were no strangers to gruesome scenes, couldn't help but grimace. The report laid out the details. The victim was a young female, no older than 21 years old, with pure werewolf blood. Before her death, she had endured brutal abuse. Her body showed multiple broken bones, severe soft tissue damage, and traces of silver and wolfsbane that ravaged her system, shutting down her organs.

The pressure changes, less like being crushed and more like being examined by something ancient and nosy. You brought company, the Sleeper observes, sounding mildly entertained. They smell like math. “I’m so sorry,” I mutter automatically. The Arbiter recovers, wings flaring wide as it attempts to reassert control. UNAUTHORIZED ENTITY. THIS WORLD IS UNDER SYSTEM REVIEW. WITHDRAW OR BE— No, the Sleeper interrupts flatly. The word lands like a brick dropped into a glass cathedral. The void ripples. One of the fractured reflections explodes outright, shards dissolving into harmless sparks. Wolves yelp as gravity snaps back briefly, sending Blake crashing face-first into Ethan’s shoulder.

The sky above is as bleak as the hollow space inside me. Slake, my boy. Amelia wails beside me, inconsolable. She hasn’t eaten. Hasn’t spoken sense since the morgue. The moment she saw his body, torn open, neck ripped, she collapsed against me. ‘Bring him back, Damian... he isn’t answering my call…’ Her voice that night still claws through my memory. Earlier today, I read the autopsy report: ‘Cause of death, fatal dose of venom, spread systemically. Heart stopped instantly…’

Emma died after her husband abandoned her to save his mistress and child during the apocalypse. When she wakes up six days before the disaster, she gets a second chance to change everything. She divorces her unfaithful husband, claims a fortune she once gave up, and begins preparing for the coming apocalypse. But this time, Emma isn’t just fighting to survive. She’s determined to uncover the secrets behind the disaster—and make sure no one gets the chance to betray her again.

Satan added, "Jackson is a well-meaning person, but he's too impulsive. His humiliation of Grace and Sophia vented his anger, but also exposed Emma’s location. They must have returned and made sure Emma stayed silent forever. When I got the news and arrived, Emma was already dead." Ding— The elevator reached the 23rd floor. Mr. Satan walked out with her, holding her hand and using her fingerprint to unlock room 2307. Emily was seated on the bed to rest while he went to the kitchen to boil some water. "What was Emma's cause of death?"

Ethan and I both looked at each other in confusion before getting out of the car We rushed over and what I saw almost made me throw up. Ethan immediately close my eyes with his palm. I can't believe what I just saw That was Emma, she's dead.

She liked Julie, but sometimes her words felt like they came with invisible strings. When they finally left the mall, Chelsea dropped Layla then Emma . “Buy See you tomorrow, Em. Don’t forget sunscreen.” As Emma walked to her room , her phone buzzed—a message from Connor. Did you survive mall madness? She smiled. Barely. But I think I’m ready for the lake now. Good. You’ll need it. Ethan’s “chill” trips never stay chill. Emma laughed softly to herself as she looked out the window of her room. Manatee High was starting to feel a little less like a dream and a little more like a life she was slowly finding her place in.

I asked, “What do you mean someone tried to kill her?” He said, “I bet you didn't know about it but the driver was shot and the autopsy report was tampered with.” “If it was, I would have known.” I said. “There was no evidence of it. I tried to dig up but all the paperwork is clean. Even the doctor who did the autopsy died a long time ago.” “So there is no proof of it?” “Nope. Only Emma's words that she heard the gunshot.” Alex said. “It seems impossible for someone to do something like this.”

"Alright! Mr Alexandro, please give the other agents this crow. They will put him in the iron cage" Within few minutes, all the agents sat back in their cars. Emma sat inside a black sedan car, along with Luca Alexandro, the famous paranormal investigator and her mother. The car was driven by Mr Alexandro. Emma sat quietly in the back seat with her mother and looked out of the window. 'How could I be a half-vampire? Do my parents know this? Is my father a half-vampire too?'