Es Death Novels & Stories

He then patted my shoulder and left. I walked over to the living room, trembling violently. I then caressed my mother's cold face, sobbing uncontrollably. Three days later, I organized a funeral for Mom. Even though there'd been a lot of discussion and scandal surrounding Mom after her food killed my exes, death was still a serious matter at the end of the day. Many people still attended Mom's funeral. I stood at the entrance of the funeral parlor, mechanically greeting each guest even as utter despair filled my heart.

“You’ve always been sickly. I suggested taking you to the hospital, but you refused. Jacob told me long ago that something was off about you, but I still chose to believe you instead of him!” He called for his bodyguards to lock Rachel up. As he stared at my body silently, he used a clean cloth to wipe away the blood on my face. He called out my name repeatedly, but no one answered. In the end, Mark could no longer hold back his sadness. He fell to the floor and covered his eyes in anguish. “Jane’s dead… I killed her… “I’ll pay for your life… Jane, just wait for me…” I watched coldly, but my resentment grew.

“Mr. Dwayne is…dead?” “That's not possible!” Another one exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. “He's only in his thirties, how can he be dead —just like that?” Aunt Elsie took a deep breath. “I know this is hard to believe.” She said, her voice steady. “But it's true. Mr. Dwayne died in an accident whilst taking his bath last Tuesday's morning; he slipped and broke his head, but it was too late before Ms. Fellers could arrive at the scene.”

“Mr. Dwayne is…dead?” “That's not possible!” Another one exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. “He's only in his thirties, how can he be dead —just like that?” Aunt Elsie took a deep breath. “I know this is hard to believe.” She said, her voice steady. “But it's true. Mr. Dwayne died in an accident whilst taking his bath last Tuesday's morning; he slipped and broke his head, but it was too late before Ms. Fellers could arrive at the scene.”

Jaxon's eyes stayed locked on the death notice. "Time of death: October 10th, 2025. 4:23 am." His fingers clenched around the paper, but his hands wouldn't stop shaking. "Dead? Is she really dead?" His voice cracked and carried a tremor even he didn't notice. Winston lowered his head and replied in a heavy tone, "Yes, Mr. Wilde. The hospital confirmed that Mrs. Emberlyn didn't pass in peace."

"Dead?" Kade sounded like he had just heard the biggest joke in the world. He released Calvin's collar, a mocking smile tugging at his lips. "To cover up her lies, you're even making up stuff like this now? Five years ago? He was still in school then. How could he possibly die?" Calvin trembled all over, too terrified to meet Kade's gaze. He stammered, "It's true… The school's records show that Mr. Edmund… was officially declared deceased… five years ago."

, she asked alarmed. Mark who was standing closest to her had nothing else to say to her, Lucas and Andrew too. Lord Dracula also stared at her. "Charles is truly dead. He most likely died in the car crash but if he did not, the explosion surely killed him!", Katharine said. She was the least sorry he was dead. To her, he was an asshole and deserved to die as he did.

The life-supporting machine had been removed from his face. "Time of death, 11:34am, October 26," Her heart sank into her stomach when the doctor announced the death of her Dad. At that moment, she knew it was all over for her. She had lost the remaining family she had left and would be left all alone henceforth. "I'm sorry, Ms. Sanchez, but we lost her," her jaw dropped to the ground as if she was just knowing it now when the doctor turned to her and said...

she says. “ That has to come special, I want our wedding night to be special, I want to undress you in front of the mirror, take you to bed, make you feel like a queen “ he says as he moves his fingers in and out, the pleasure had taken over Evelyn that she didn’t even hear every of what her husband was saying to her. Evelyn mom and her father stood discussing. “ By this time of Wednesday the news of her death would fill the headlines” her mother says.

If anything had come up, he should have contacted Arthur. As I was lost in thought, Terrell continued, "Ms. Rodriguez made a will before her passing and entrusted me to notarize it. All her assets are to be inherited by you. I recently learned that Ms. Rodriguez has passed away. I'm calling to discuss the inheritance process with you." I froze, wondering if I had heard wrong. Arthur's family had been dirt poor. Paula had been bedridden for seven years. What inheritance could there possibly be? And even if there was, it wouldn't be enough to involve a lawyer.