Four Or Dead Novels & Stories

His face goes grim, and he motions for me to come closer. "There's at least four of them in there," he whispers. "And they're armed." My heart sinks. Four against two doesn’t sound like great odds, especially if they are armed. But I can't just give up. Not when Nora's life is on the line. "We have to take them out," I whisper back. "How?" Brynn whispers. Marlow cracks his knuckles. "Easy. I'll shift and take care of them." I give him a hard look. "I'm glad you figured out what your powers are, but let's be reasonable. You can't take them all on."

she agreed. We spent the rest of the morning talking about our futures. We talked about moving in together, getting married, having children, etc. I told her I couldn't imagine my life without her. She said she could never imagine living her life without me either. We made love one more time that day, after we ate lunch together. ***

“Four down.” Whatever happened to the other four, she did not know. Were they caught in their own ally’s gunfire and badly hurt or worse dead? She refused to think of the possible answers. She could not afford guilt to get the best of her. She could not afford to care. She had her priorities. She had lives to save. And hopefully she could. “Keep your eyes peeled, kids,” intoned Undertaker relaxedly standing on the back of the group. “This one’s no ordinary rabbit.”

Shared but never truly lessened. Four guardians stood watch. And the world survived another day.

Now, the fourth rule in the contract makes sense. "Age: 19 y-year old." All the sins he committed I see as if it were my memory. From being a bitch daughter to a party girl, a drug user and a murderer. Damn this is too much! "Cause of death: Karmic Death." I almost fell because of that, fortunately, someone supported me. When I looked at it. It was Saint, the badass grim reaper is here. "Tss! Stop cursing me, continue that. Otherwise, she will escape and add to the list of Lost Souls." I did not even understand what she was saying but I continued. It has to end because my head will surely explode if not.

This meant we were all in a good space. "Well, I don't want this bean head having a kid before me so yes, four different moms. And I think you would find that we can keep our mate now. So, if we are in agreement, we may proceed with the main reason we are here." Damon stated. My brother was always in a hurry to get these things sorted and I understood him. Harold looked like he had no choice at this point, so he simply nodded his head. "Alright then. Four moms but we would eventually have to figure out how to break the news to your father. I don't think he would be happy to hear this bit." Harold said.

"We did everything we could. The patient lost too much blood. There's nothing more we could do." I stood frozen. My mind was blank. The man who had hurt me for eight years, the one who had pestered me all this time, was gone just like that. Vincenzo's funeral was simple. Only a few of his men and the Costa family's longtime helpers attended. I wore a black dress and stood before the tombstone. As I stared at the name—Vincenzo Costa— carved there, I felt unusually calm. I took a bouquet of white roses from my bag and placed it on the grave.

“Please let this be real. Please don’t take them away from me.” A warm breeze stirred the air around me, carrying the scent of jasmine and something else, something wild and free and full of promise. It felt like an answer. When I opened my eyes, all four of them were standing at the kitchen window, watching me with identical expressions of love and longing and absolute certainty. Five more days. I could wait five more days.

we are here. I opened doors at the same time Vince did it too. Three kids. Two boys and one girl was laying on the ground under shrub even if it was impossible to say who was who, only long girls' hair and clothes managed to put away a veil of unknowing. Their bodies were dry they looked like mummies. On their faces were frozen smiles. My poisons made their death feel like heaven because of that they died with a smile on them and it froze even after death. One more gift to a death god...he was there...he knew it that I will break...and he was angry that I waited so long. And he will be angrier about what I will do. -"Make a cross" Vince looked at me surprised. "No, make three crosses and pu