Hidan Death Novels & Stories

He refused to believe that he would die just like that. At this moment, a new ghost appeared at the gates of hell, while Caspian Hancock vanished from the human realm forever. In Lucas' opinion, it applied to everyone. "Sir Hancock is dead?" The gene martial artists in the main hall were beyond astounded. One had to know that Caspian Hancock was a Rank 5 Evolved One. He had died just like that? Lucas turned around slowly and stared at everyone in the hall. He was like an evil spirit demanding people’s lives; no one in the main hall had the courage to utter a single word because they were each shuddering violently.

His suit, once pristine, was now painted with crimson. One of Hernando’s men stepped forward, his gun still raised. “You’ve reached your final destination.” But Hilo didn’t flinch. He stared down the barrel and said, “I don’t fear death.” He lifted his gun, but before he could pull the trigger, one of Hernando’s men shot him clean in the chest. Hilo stumbled, dropped to his knees, and fell forward. The life drained from his eyes as quickly as it had sparked. Cheers erupted behind us.

One of the shareholders said This was what Hardin wanted , he wanted to know how many people Dan had managed to take to his side . “ I was just asking about a friend, it shouldn't be that hard to answer.” Hardin replied “ My sister still can't believe Emily is dead, what do you think ?.” Hardin asked Dan “ She is dead , I watched her take her last breath and I buried her .” Dan replied “ Okay that's all for now my assistant will bring back the results. “ Hardin said

But his phone buzzes in his pocket and when he looks at the screen something crosses his face that turns the warmth of the moment into something colder immediately. He turns the phone toward me. A news alert. "Hadrian Voss, prominent Chicago businessman, dies at Northwestern Memorial Hospital. Cause of death: cardiac arrest." The room goes completely still. Hadrian Voss is dead. And somewhere across the city, Aldric Vane just became the only threat left standing.

I take off my shirt, and like I've done every single day since the last three years, I begin to whip myself. One slash for Mrs Hayes. Two slashes for Mr Hayes. Three slashes for Alexander Hayes. Four slashes for breaking my promise to Lilith Hayes. Five slashes for being coward. "Uh...maybe another time?" Esteban's voice breaks me out of my punishment and I turn over my shoulder to look at him. "No. Sit down." Then, I turn back and set the whip down, picking up my shirt and pulling it over my blood stained back. "We have the Vietnamese cartel on our tail. I want you to find their base here in Mexico and remind them why other houses don't fuck with Los Muertos."

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

Manit cupped up Vidisha's face and tried his best to turn her to his side. " VIHAAN. HE RAPED VIHAAN. " Sandhya coldly answered Vidisha and walked away from the hall. It's her last Hope that maybe Vihaan would go to Leela and Raghu and that's why they hadn't returned yet but Vikash confessed that they both already died three years ago, her expectation also died with those words.

Without a word, he turned and sprinted toward the shipping container in the backyard. My father and Axel exchanged a glance and saw horror in each other's eyes. They immediately followed after Jacob. When the three of them reached the shipping container, the pungent smell, and the lifeless little body before them struck their hearts like a hammer blow. Jacob rushed to Estelle's side, his fingers trembling as he probed my carotid artery before lifting my eyelids to check my pupils. A few minutes later, he slumped to the ground, his voice hoarse and broken. "We're too late... Dead... for at least 48 hours... Dehydration, high fever... Organ failure..."

"I am working with her, do you have a problem with that?" "No," Jold answered and turn to leave then stop to face Zelina (Hydra) once again. "Adalinda died but no one knows what happened to Hydra. Do you have any idea of what happened to her? She's just gone." "I don't know what happened to her but if she was still alive she would have shown herself to me." Hydra answered. "I don't think she's alive, she might be dead." "Don't say that Zelina, you're alive isn't it? So what makes you think Hydra won't also be alive?"

Jill Sinclair was dead. Even Derrick Sinclair, the grand elder, had drawn his last breath. Herschel Lancaster was decisive in killing people, causing the fellow disciples’ hearts to race wildly in shock. Even the grand elder could be casually killed. This eldest senior was really extraordinarily powerful. The crowd had dispersed.