Hanare Death Novels & Stories

“To our pack’s future. Not to outdated traditions that cost lives.” Relief flooded through Sabrina. She hadn’t realised how much she needed to hear those words. “There’s more,” she said, moving to her desk and pulling out a leather-bound notebook. “I’ve been documenting the deaths in Harems over the last century.” Riley joined her, his shoulder brushing against hers as he looked at the pages filled with her neat handwriting. “Seventeen deaths in the last twenty years alone,” Sabrina continued, her finger tracing the columns of names. “All officially recorded as ‘accidents’ or ‘duels of honour.’”

Jenger sighed because he didn't look at her. I turned to Jenger and asked, this is really difficult. Tears filled Jenger's eyes, I knew she couldn't accept that either, she was so close to Henry. "No, he's not dead. He just went here." Jillan tried to step forward to reach her, but she didn't succeed when Glazilda raised a hand to stop her. "Glazilda..." He called here. "Henry died yesterday, at your wedding. He was shot in the heart by Janra."

It was clear they wouldn't remain alive for much longer. Kane abruptly declared, "By the order of the successor, Benedict Hoover has lived as a hero among men, and it should be reflected in his death. Orpah Tigre and Colt Marshall shall accompany him on the road to hell!" "I'll kill you!" Benedict roared. Understandably outraged by the death of his Four Fighters, he lunged forward, his hand shooting toward Kane's throat.

“He is not Miles, Cheryl. He’ll never be like Miles. And he loves his sister.” I groaned. She’s right. I shouldn’t have yelled. Laura hesitated, then sat on the bed beside me. “Bad news,” she said softly. “What?” I asked, tugging a clean shirt over my head. “Reed Han is dead. He passed last night. We have a burial to plan.” I froze. Reed Han—Miles’s grandfather. The only one who knew about the kids. He loved us, visited us, kept our secret because he respected my wishes. He hadn’t been well since Anthony died.

Beside him, Selina touched Nara’s shoulder. “Nara, you want me to accompany Lyra? I’m worried,” said Selina. But Nara shook his head. “No, you stay with me.” Nara never took his eyes off his siblings until finally, Arsen’s figure disappeared from sight. *** It had been almost a week since the death of his parents. According to Nara, he felt that there was something odd about the death. His father’s chauffeur has also been declared dead. From the information that Nara got, the car driven by his father and mother fell into a ravine. The car exploded until all three bodies were completely burned. Only a few of their limbs remained. According to the police, Ehan committed suicide and took his pa

He stared at Yang Xiao sternly and said, "Impossible! This is impossible! How can you be Mr. Death God Yangang? Five years ago, the official announcement announced that the God of Death of a generation retired, and countless people testified that the God of Death was dead. How can you be the God of Death?" “That’s right. Five years ago, the government announced that God of Death, the sharpest blade in all of history of Heaven’s Sanctum, had retired. After he retired, he hinted that he would die in battle. How can you be Mr. Yang?” Tian Lu also looked like he didn’t believe it as he questioned coldly.