Hanare Death Novels & Stories

Najmah turned to face him, surprised to see the conflicting expressions on his face. "What's wrong?" she placed her head on his chest. "We don't have to talk about it if it hurts you. I was just curious." "It's okay," he spoke after a beat, raking his hand through her hair. "They had an accident two years ago. It was my Anne and Baba's, Lale had organized a small luncheon here. Though the night was stormy, Muhan had insisted on coming with his family. Anne told him to stay at home but he was relentless, saying that he couldn't miss his their anniversary. We got a call at 9pm..." he paused, taking a deep breath. "An incoming truck had hit their car at an intersection and Muhan had died on the

Graham reports. “Who are the dead?” Hank asks. “Vivian Mitchell and Lester Colt, Beta of Learner Pack,” Graham reports. Oliver and Terry flank Hank and each hold a shoulder as the realization of Vivian’s death washes over him. “Hank?” Temperance rubs his arm. “He and Vivian were close,” Terry tells her. “We just,” Hank as to stop himself. “I just talked to her. I got angry at her. The last thing I said to her was in anger.”

Hope more, Sena. @Death Wish

He ignored the creature and kept walking, hoping that in ignoring him, he would leave him alone. “One of the men you made to choke the other day has died at the hospital. Guess which people are accused of killing him with witchcraft,” the man said again and Jason’s heart skipped a bit. “What are you saying?” he asked, turning to the man. “Nothing, bro,” Grant said, walking past Jason, then turning to look at him funny. Jason’s eyes were fixed on somewhere else and not him. He did not know what to make of it, so he continued walking. The latter had not seen him walk past.

I snarled. Hank laughed bitterly. "I would have been one if he had actually died. But, that bloody fool didn't do his job well. Your husband was supposed to die on the spot. He was supposed to be crushed completely and if possible, beyond recognition. His car should have exploded and his body should have been roasted in there. Thank heavens his death wasn't planned to be as brutal and as traumatising as I would have dreamt it would be like."

With her remaining strength, she stared at the sky that was starting to turn red, a sign that the sun was about to set, even though the cold touched the surface of her skin. "Lee Umji," she exclaimed softly. Her eyes then burst into tears, rather than the pain she felt. She felt so helpless, because she might not meet Lee Umji. Never. Just before Kim Hana started closing her eyes, she could hear the voices of people around her who seemed to be aware of what she was going through. * Ha Mino fell to his knees after getting a call from Hansung stating that Kim Hana died from a bullet that pierced his left chest.

“However way you found that out, make sure you don’t mention it to anyone. Understood?” “Yes sir.” “You too, GD.” When they were finalizing up their truce pact, the detectives were just about finished comparing answers. Two mains came up to face the grieving. Everyone tried to be as polite as they can be as they took the stage and reported the details of the case to their ears all. "The deceased is a miss Ana Esther Rodrigues...Forensic said that the cause of death was a blunt trauma to the back of her head..."

Where are they all? "How is Im Hana doing? Is she also being treated here?” I asked getting worried. I watched the look on the doctor's face which began to look sad. I suddenly had a bad feeling. I hope God doesn't really take her, I can't live without her. And all of this is my fault. I was driving too recklessly until in the end our car was hit by an electric locomotive. "According to the news broadcast on television, Ms. Hana died on the spot due to being pinned in the car, and at that time your car exploded."

“Stop repeating after me.” “Oh, baby. I’m sorry. The story is just, wow.” “Yeah. He’s crazy,” Hana said. “When I came, Cara wouldn’t talk to me at first. She was so morose. Like she lost her spirit. But guess what?” Her husband smiled. “What?” “I won her over,” she announced with a grin. They laughed, and she patted his cheek. “It was horrible, Kyle. And Mama is dead.” “She’s dead,” he muttered. Hana glared at him. He had to stop reiterating her words. “I mean, who killed her? What happened?”