Four Or Dead By Goa Novels & Stories

Hades's POV- 4 years later- Today again I came home late. Nova must have been disappointed again. The house was silent, I guess she's already asleep. Sighing I walked towards my room, all I need is my bed. I'll make up to her tomorrow. It's been so hard these years, especially without her. I don't believe that she's dead, Lucian had given me proof, but I don't know why I feel she is not dead. I'm waiting for the day I can see her again. All these years I've tried hard to find her, but every time I reached a dead end. I still don't know what happened 4 years back. It was all too suspicious, we suddenly heard that someone attacked Ana and Jonathan had a heart attack as he couldn't bear to see

Phoebe shook her head and I froze in my seat. “Those girls always operate at dinner time, they've been too consistent with their killings” Daphne said. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” A deep voice called and I looked up from my food to find the handsome guy from earlier staring at me with a smirk plastered on his face. “What do you want now?” Phoebe scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I'm not here for you” Cillian chuckled before coming to sit beside me and I watched Phoebe's brows furrow and she clutched her spoon very tight.

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

I sat stoic, staring at a spot on the carpet a few feet in front of me. I felt Brandon shift so that his arm was around me, but I didn’t look up. I didn’t know what to think or feel. The number four popped into my head. Four people dead now. Four people gone. I supposed that number would just keep growing.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

The kick felt like a blade stabbing into me and twisting in my stomach, especially since I had just had a stomach lavage. A foul taste surged up my throat from my gut. I spat out a mouthful of blood before falling to my knees in front of Gloria and Joanne. "Ms. Yates, Dr. Kerry, please leave me alone. Just let me die." Bewilderment crossed their faces at my words. Gloria frowned. "Is this a new tactic? Are you forcing us to pay attention to you by begging to die?"

“We have vastly underestimated our opponent. Leave with me or die here tonight.” “I don’t understand,” I say stubbornly. A fog seems to have settled in my brain; the whole situation has taken on the cast of dream, of nonreality. “Dead,” he says loudly, startling me into the moment. “As in not breathing. Ever. Again.” His words are a punch in the jaw; I’m reeling from the impact. Four other men, all trained paramilitary professionals like Gray, dead. I look back at the boat, where everything is still dark, where there is no movement or sound. It’s a ghost ship. Panic starts to undermine my sanity.

Forever. The question haunting me: Who won't make it back alive? And is saving Luna worth losing someone else? Drop your theories! Who do you think dies? Tell me! Chapter 48 is the BETWEEN PLACE chapter and it's going to break your heart! END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

“Trust me when I say you’re never too old to be orphaned. We learned that lesson the hard way. There was a group of us. When we were all together we were stronger than steel and that was enough.” Emily smiled as they both wiped down Mr. Mabry’s chest and stomach area. “That sounds nice. Are the other people in the group going to come and visit?” “They’re all dead.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. That was silly of me to say.” “What can you do? It happens to us all. There’s no fighting it. They were all infected except me.”

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.