Eren's Death Novels & Stories

“What?” Hearing someone ask, Judy spoke again. “His name is Keenley. He is indeed a police officer of the San Francisco Police Department, but according to the police system, he died five years ago.” What?! “Could it be that he just looks like him?” asked Willy. Judy shook her head and said, “Impossible. Even twins can recognize faces. The comparison can’t be wrong. Moreover, the definition of the death broadcast is too high, so there is no possibility of the photo being blurred and causing errors. He is Keenley.”

I remind him that lie and he mouths an ‘oh yes. I look away, tears flooding my eyes. Eren thinks that dead means being on a long voyage where the person will return back one day. It’s better that he knows things as such for the moment. Later when he will grow up, I will tell him the truth. He is too young now to understand.

He says before hanging up. I stare down at my phone, frustration building up in me as I try to processing the news. Doc Eric is dead. And I have no idea what's going to happen now. How is Eren ever going to get his justice? ****************************************** ******************************************

He looked like he was debating whether to say it out loud. “There is something from Pamukkale,” he said finally. “Something Adlee remembered.” I felt the air leave my lungs. “Tell me.” Eren looked straight at me, anger and fear mixing in his expression. “Do you remember the woman who died in Pamukkale?,” he asked. “The one the article said was killed by an animal inside the cave?.” “I remember,” I said quietly. “It never sat right with me.” “It did not sit right with Adlee either,” Eren said. “He told me something. Something I did not want to believe.”

I don’t know why, but something is rotten in my gut and it’s never wrong. We storm through the building, Roddy’s being the last room at the end of the long ass hallway. The door is locked and Grouch sticks his ear to it, then backs up and kicks it open. The immediate stench of death I know all too well hits my nose and I can’t believe nobody has noticed it. It’s at least fifteen doors from mine. Missile and Grouch storm in, but I can already see the lifeless body of Ryan “Roddy” Grimes on the bed. I step in the room and see a needle sticking right out of his fucking arm. His skin is already discolored, he’s been dead a couple days. And nobody even realized it. Some brotherhood we are.

He had no other memories of her besides that. The scarf had been around his neck both at the time of the accident and when he was discovered in the woods, and he had kept it ever since. Eren held himself responsible for his parents' passing. Even though he had little memory of his past, he was disappointed that his parents had passed away while he was still alive. Anytime he tried to do to end his life—wishing for death rather than continuing to live as a blind man—failed. He simply couldn't take his own life, and no matter what, his butler was always there to save him when his enemies tried to do so. He doesn't understand why his Butler always comes to his aid, but he had hoped that for onc

"I heard your Dad's looking for you, Erin." I watch her as she breaks down in my arms; as I gently rub her back as I patiently wait for her sobs to stop, she whispers. "My Daddy's alive? He told me he was dead." "Who did Erin?." I ask while still holding her in my arms, and she shudders as she whispers his name. "Roy Kenner" fuck we need to get moving now! This is way bigger than I thought…. Roy fucking Kenner the biggest drug Barron stateside. We need to get down off this mountain now.

she pressed, desperation clawing at her. “He is dead, Bella. I killed him myself. I ripped open his bloody throat and watched him bleed to death. It was quite the scene I must say.” Eren said ever so antagonizingly, and not even able to hide his sinister satisfaction. But his words only seemed to make Bella all the more furious.

he said. “I could say the same about you, my friend. Are you well?” Said Vak. “Yes. Tired, but well. Where is that traitor, Nikjin?” “He is dead,” replied Vak. “I had no other choice but to kill me in self-defense.” “Oh, you do not need to explain your reasons to me, my king. You are completely justified, my lord.” “Edvana, where is Danshak?” Asked Weruona. Erin’s face fell. “He died two weeks ago,” she said sadly. “Nikjin killed him.”

Think. "Uhmm..." I looked at her. "Yeah?" she asked after she take a zip from her coffee. "Did you know why Senior Enril died?" I asked. I lift up my teacup and zip coffee from it. I can't think of anything to ask her. She lean towards me and started to talk using a low voice. "They say that seven years ago, he was killed by his own granddaughter, Erica Roberts," she narrated like she was telling a scary story.