Going Merry's Death Novels & Stories

Until death, chapter 35 Theme: "The Shadow Black Men" I did maelstrom skills, my body spinning in the air like a rotating prom, the earth and wind on my rump stimulating me forward. My right hand is now blazing with fire, while my left fist is folded with rock. Letting out a great battle cry, I whack at one of the first men that Reed called "shadow black beings." I don't care whether they are Shadow Black or not. I don't care whether they can perform black magic like a necromancer or be more powerful than them. All I know is that I am ready to step into this sparkling portal, and no one can stop me.

It was so quiet that only the sound of heavy breathing remained. Suddenly, Mom covered her mouth and began to cry. "No… This can't be… How could she die?" Dad grabbed Leon's shoulder. "Leon, turn around and go to the hospital!" Juliette instinctively wanted to remind them about the award ceremony, but she stopped herself and joined in urging Leon to rush to the hospital. The car raced to the hospital. When Mom and Dad got out, they could barely stand. Marcus supported them all the way to the morgue.

“I heard that you are from First Avenue. “Can you help me to look for a person named Wren Burr?” The old man took out a wad of cash and passed them to Brandon. “This lady had visited the graveyard around here for the past few months. She saw my granddaughter jumping into the river in a suicide attempt and saved her. “When she left, she was completely drenched. She left me with all the cash on her person at that time.” … The old man continued talking, but Brandon was no longer listening. He roughly remembered that I did call him at that time and asked if he could come over to Doe City to fetch me.

The pain, it overcame all my senses. It pressed against my chest. It pulsed. Darkness started to take over. It was so painful. I never thought it would be this much painful. They say when you die, your whole life flash before your eyes. But I only saw...I only saw her. I tried to keep my eyes opened but I couldn't. I couldn't. I saw her, but she was so young. I was young too. She ran toward me, her small figure tried to reach for me and she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.

she mumbles, her eyes wide. I exhale a huge lung full of smoke and relish the calm feeling for a second. “He’s not only the Flying Death, he’s the reaper and I’m pretty sure your time is up lady,” Missile says, laughing as I hand him back the joint. Just then the rumble of some motorcycles filters into the lot and I can only crack my neck. Her eyes gloss over and her heart rate goes bonkers. I like seeing her sweat. “Have you had any other children,” I ask, rubbing my beard.

He was also crying but he still put me first because I felt like I was going to faint from what I witnessed. Just like in my dream. It is true that Don Jose is dead. His body was so decomposed that we buried him without opening the coffin. Just like papa, we will also cremate Don Jose's body. All relatives and acquaintances of Don Jose attended. Almost all the townspeople sympathized with the loss of Don Jose. Even so, security is still tight at the Mansion because Beth has not been caught yet.

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

CHAPTER 39 ANOTHER REVELATION It only rains on the island when someone dies. When someone gets killed or when someone commits suicide, it’s followed by a heavy rain. Those words never left Merry’s head and it keeps repeating inside the back of her mind and hearing it from the enchantress drove her on the edge of her seat because she got worried for Harry. Especially when she realized that during her wedding day, it most definitely rained the whole afternoon and the entire night. It could mean something.

She thought she'd killed every feeling left in her, but right now, seeing Sandra who was always smiling, cry, made her eyes water badly. She looked away, wiping the stray tear from her eyes with her thumb. The whole of Khaos knew it. Mirielle was dead. ****** "Dad...."Maren gasped as she walked into his study, rushing towards him, "I'm..... going to die." "What are you talking about?" Wyatt stood up from his chair as he bent towards his daughter. His wife rushed into the study, almost immediately. "Maren," she called, shock written all over her face.

It wasn't new, but it was rare, Austin Kings rarely cries and when he does, it must be something from his heart. "I'm sorry.." That was probably the millionth time he said that, holding her hand. He was going to hurt anybody that hurt her. "I love you." ~ "Ah." Kara groaned. It was less than an hour ago that she heard Cedric passed away and no, it wasn't from the gunshot. He survived that. Such a pussy, he couldn't afford to face jail but decided to kill himself. Yes, he killed himself. He had managed to get poison and until now, no one knows who gave it to him but an investigation is on. . . . …….