Novel & Cerita Ernesto Dela Cruz Death

Leigh Michaels has always hated Rocky Bolton. They bicker, annoy each other, and can not stand each other's presence. Born from parents who were best friends since College, it was natural that she and Rocky spent most of their time together. Something happened when they turned five breaking the peace between them, and Rocky became her worst enemy. When they grew into teens, they pretended to be sweet to each other to get their matchmaking parents off their backs. College came, and their pretense stopped. Leigh thought this time Rocky would be well out of her life for good, but she thought wrong. An unannounced visit from their moms forced them to meet again and spend time with each other. Seeing them together has thrown the school for a loop. Would this be the end of Leigh's peaceful college life, especially if it became known that the most popular guy in school was secretly engaged to a nobody like her? What about Rocky's rumored girlfriend? Will she take this news sitting down?

My husband forces me to donate my remaining kidney to his true love. He wants to save her from death by uremia. I try to tell him that I have kidney failure—I'll die if I donate my kidney. However, he roars, "Stop playing your jealous games when Shawna is so gravely ill! Don't you have a heart?" Under his forcefulness, I'm taken to the hospital to get my kidney removed. Ultimately, I die in a corner of the hospital.

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

On the night of the full moon, I take my mate, Kyle Fenwolf, back to my pack for the full moon ceremony. Before the start of the ceremony, I head over to the sacred spring to wash my hands. Upon returning to the venue, I find out that Kyle has gone missing. I quickly looked for the guards, only to be told that I came to the pack on my own. When I asked my packmates, who were here to attend the ceremony, they told me that they never saw anyone by my side. But the thing is, I came back with Kyle! He had just given me the bone flute that he had personally carved! He even told me that he'd teach me how to play it once the ceremony was over! How could he be gone all of a sudden? As I stared at the flute, which was still warm from Kyle's body heat, in my hands, I strongly requested the guards to search around the forest and the pack territory. Thanks to my strong demands, the ceremony was forcibly interrupted. The pack's enforcers searched the entire territory for Kyle, and yet they never found him. They couldn't even pick up on a trace of his scent. They asked my father, who was the pack's Alpha, for answers. But Dad claimed that I was mentally ill, and that I dreamed up a mate on my own. In the end, I was thrown into the dungeon. There, I got ripped into shreds by the other insane wolves. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day when I'm meant to bring Kyle home.

On the day my body gets blasted into pieces, Amanda Stone, my wife and a police captain, is busy riding the merry-go-round with her childhood sweetheart, Mark Horton, and his son, Keith Horton. Three days later, she finally remembers our son, Evan Johnson, and me. "It's been three days! Is he still mad that I used him and Evan to exchange for Mark and Keith? He's even trying to get the entire police squad to play along with this fake disappearing act of his, huh?" "Captain Stone, Caleb has died in the line of duty. Evan was also injur—" "That's impossible! What I did was only a temporary measure. I set up three layers of defense. There was no way anything would've happened to Evan or him!" Lara Chase, Amanda's colleague, turns away. She can no longer bear to look at Amanda. "Mark did it. He lied about the situation and used your authorization to move everyone away. We've already identified the kidnappers. They're the remnants of MW Syndicate. This was all part of their attempt to get revenge against you. "We also found out that, when you were trapped at the border three years ago, it was Caleb who led the rescue attempt and risked his life to bring you to safety, not Mark's deceased wife…"

Six years after donating my heart to my wife, she destroyed the last of my family. Over those six years, she ended my mother’s treatment, letting her die slowly in agony. She deliberately caused a car accident that shattered my father’s spine, forcing him to watch my mother die while trapped in a paralyzed body. Even our daughter was not spared—locked away in a pitch-black basement, she starved to death alone. She did all of this for one reason: to force me—the heartless, faithless man she believed I was—to reveal myself. But during those six years, the love I once had for her turned into boundless hatred. I refused to let my soul dissipate. I stayed—waiting for the day she would learn the truth, and collapse under the weight of her regret.

My sister was the golden child, the pride of our family, but she had a rare blood disorder that required treatments costing thousands every month. To keep her alive, I became her personal blood donor, working nonstop to pay for her care and delivering food all day and night. But one day, she nearly died from hemorrhaging after trying to abort a pregnancy. That’s when I learned the child she was carrying belonged to my boyfriend. When I confronted him, he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he dragged me to the operating table himself. “You were born to be her blood bank. Dying for her? It’s the best thing you’ll ever do.” I was left there, bleeding out, my life slipping away with every drop. But as death closed in, something changed. The people who once hoped I’d disappear—the ones who used me, betrayed me—they all began to unravel, losing their insanity.

My husband's childhood sweetheart is a fake heiress. She and I are abducted at the same time. But when my husband, a doctor, arrives at the scene of the abduction with a medical team, he chooses to save her first. My legs have been broken, and I struggle to stay afloat in the ocean. I'm on the brink of death, and I beg him to save me and the child in my belly. He merely looks at me. Before leaving, he almost generously helps me call 911. Then, he says, "It's disgusting that you're lying about being pregnant just to save yourself. I've repaid you for saving my life—come to the hospital later today to sign the divorce papers." After listening to his words, I remove the hearing aid from my right ear with a trembling hand.

Lily Cruz is 22years billionaire, heiress to the Cruz's cooperation. She's a human who fell in love and Married Damian Cross, her childhood sweetheart. But she almost met her end when her husband and her bestie shot her in the heart to her death. She was thrown over a cliff and her story ended with them. But that was when her story actually began. She was saved by a powerful Alpha on a full moon when in his wolf form, he went on a rampage. Kayden Diego the powerful Alpha of the strongest werewolf pack saved a human in his wolf form which is contrary to the act of devouring her flesh. He made her a hybrid and saved her by giving her his blood. But there's something about Lily Cruz that Kayden Diego couldn't yet laid his fingers on. How will Kayden Diego take it when he realized that the human he saved was his second chance mate? She holds the magical powers the whole world was looking out for and the only person who can save his pack from the deadly vampire king. What will happen years later when Lily Cruz returns to take her cooperation, her world, her properties from the people who masterminded her death?

My younger sister and I were born twins, yet from the very beginning, our parents had zero fondness for me. My sister was the family's good-luck charm, while I was hailed as the harbinger of misfortune. I was blamed for every calamity, while she got all the credit for every blessing. Even after my death, I heard them say, "If we had abandoned her at birth, or even ended her life then, none of this would have happened." I had once tried desperately to win their approval, only to be met with cold indifference. When I finally secured a coveted civil service post, they celebrated me for the first time in my life. I naively believed that I had been acknowledged at last. But then, they said, "Give your job to your sister. She needs it more." At that moment, something inside me completely died. I tried so hard to cling to the hard-won proof that I was not the family's misfortune, yet even that slipped through my grasp. In the end, I lost everything, even the life they had never once cherished.