General Hux Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was Sydney's Beta after all, just like how Enzo was still mine and my father's. "He can't do it," Huxley croaked, "he never could do it then and he can't do it now." I grunted in annoyance, pulling Huxley out of Victor's hold by his hair, "He may not be able to do it but sure as fuck will." Grinning menacingly, I yanked his head back and then connected it to the earthen wall with enough force to fracture his skull. I didn't stop there, not caring about the heavy stench of blood, or the fact that the sticky crimson liquid was now splattered all over my shirt and hands. By the time Zen and Enzo pulled me away Huxley was well past dead, face disfigured.

Killing Sif was certainly cathartic! "Yeah, I believe you…" Hux sighed miserably and beckoned at his men. "You can go now, boys. Be quick, and don't forget to clean up after yourself…"

I knew that this phone would be monitored and they would expect me to rather phone him on this one than the work phone which was linked to our network. “It’s me.” I could hear Jack’s intake of breath. “Are you okay?” “Never better,” I said. “You should really come in, bro. Lynda’s negotiating with John Gold to have the contract canceled.” I sighed. “I’m safer on the outside.” “The cops have been all over Huxman’s house,” he said to me. “His wife found him dead, shot between the eyes.” “Oh? Huxman’s dead?” I asked and Jack laughed.

Adrian stared at the tv. "In other news, multi-millionaire, Harrison Hades was found dead in his room. Sources say it's from the disease that has become a pandemic, though he was never tested." Adrian blinked. Ophelia walked out of the bedroom. "Was this your doing," he asked lowly. She said nothing, kissing his cheek. "Good morning, baby." He closed his eyes. "Did you have him killed, little songbird?" She turned around. "What do you want to eat—"

Brenda's deafening wail brought tears to his eyes; he didn't know how to comfort the mother of his best friend; he didn't know what to say to the woman about her only child, and all he could do was grieve behind her. Jordan felt a tap on his shoulder, he looked back to see Hort, another closest friend of his. Hort pulled her out of the ward and took her to where his other two friends were. " Huxley is dead", he broke the news the moment he joined the rest. They all groan and express their grief for the loss. " Do you think she knows", Mathew asked worriedly, " There's no way she'd know", Jordan said, " Then how can you explain this? This is the only reason why she could do this, we all know

Isabella's POV I never believed that saying about your life flashing before your eyes when you're about to die. It always seemed cliché and stupid. But everything changed when I stood face-to-face with death, and my life replayed before me, both the good and the bad. --- One Month Later Xander Diaz, known as "the Draco," was killed in a shoot-out with the police. The most dangerous man in the city was gunned down. There has been no statement from his family, and the police urged citizens to celebrate this victory, claiming peace had been restored.

Then he said, “So, am I buying a part of everyone here shares?” The questions made Mr. Harris uneasy, and he looked over at Jason, who knew a question like this was bound to happen, and then said, “Well, no. So much has been happening to our family reputation after Austin's death, so that’s why we kept it on the low, but the thing is, Damion is dead.” Immediately, Mr. Harris's eyes widened; a look of horror, disbelief, and grief filled his face while Mr. Alfred blinked, looking as though he was taken aback by this information, which made the tension inside the room grew. It's as if time had stopped for them.

Although there weren't a lot of homicidal cases in the city, it didn't mean that no one died of murder here. He jumped through a lot of hoops to secure Felix and his immaculate medical service. Naturally, the last thing he wanted was for the latter to die all of a sudden.

It was a look that Jaxter knew held a deep horror. "I think I need to leave now." Jaxter stood up quickly. After a brief kiss on Hayle’s forehead, he left her without another word. Hayle didn’t feel the need to comment. She knew Jaxter’s nature well enough to understand that a brief stay with him was all it took, and at least there was a farewell kiss. Unlike before, when he would leave without any acknowledgment. *** "Mr. Hudson, the CEO of St. Joseph’s Memorial Hospital, was found dead a few days ago. I want all the details on his death. Also, details about his daughter’s illness." Jaxter looked at Cassius, who nodded slightly.

And despite what he'd done, he could never remember her. Death chuckled again. "Why would I allow something like that? Quix was an excellent employee. He would do anything and everything I needed, including killing anyone I told him to. He's taken many souls." "He's never wanted to," Holly defended. "Quix isn't blood-thirsty like that." "Oh?" Death smiled at her. "Let me show you some of his first acquisitions. Then you can tell me if you believe in him as much as you do now. He's not who you think he is, and not fit for you either."