How Did Valentino Die In Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

The frantic Valentino immediately carried his wife and ignored Aryan. "Valen, I'm sorry." Valentino didn't turn his head and then he heard a fairly loud gunshot and when he turned to Aryan, the man had fallen and pools of blood were flowing around Aryan's body. Aryan committed suicide. Valentino wanted to scream but his voice was closest in his throat. He was unable to make a sound at all and was awakened by Ruslan who was there to immediately take his wife to the hospital. *** Valentino and Ferisha's baby survived. The baby boy was indeed classified as premature but in very good condition so there was nothing to worry about anymore.

Valentino was lying on the rooftop of the packhouse in a long-sleeved white shirt and a white thong, drowning himself in one hundred percent alcohol. It has been two weeks since the incident and he was still not over what happened to him. “Valentino?” someone called out to him. Turning his head to the right, he said, “Fuck off, Grayson, what more do you want from me?” Grayson sat down beside Valentino. With a sheepish smile he said, “You should not be drinking such strong wine, you will die.”

“Boss… if she killed Giordano, we’ll have a dozen enemies by morning. He wasn’t just a man. He was a nest of rats.” “I don’t care. We’re throwing her a fucking party,” I growled. “Biggest the city’s seen with Balloons. Blood. I want red everywhere. She’s earned it.” Then Ghost's radio crackled. He grabbed it, listened, face shifting. “What?” I barked. “Valentino’s gone,” he said slowly. “Took off twenty minutes ago. No word. No warning. Drove out like a goddamn banshee. Didn’t say where.”

Okay, I was losing it. I was probably taking the whole thing about Valentino’s death out of proportion. But God, I was so convinced that his death wasn’t a mere coincidence. Someone shot him without a trace, leaving him outside his home with two bullets in his chest and one in his head. His security team arrived on the scene when he was already dead and with no evidence of who might have killed him. “Is everything okay?” She asked, and yes, I had been waiting for someone to ask me that question before I lost my mind.

I’d felt sick to my stomach after my anger had taken a backseat, and my rational thoughts returned. “What do you mean by that?” Zypher asked. “I killed him. I stuck a knife in his eye before finally shooting him.” Zypher placed a comforting arm on my shoulder. “Are you okay? I know how it feels taking a life for the first time.” “It’s still surreal, but I’ll be fine. I just want to get some sleep before I have to deal with anything tomorrow.” “And how does Valentino fit into this puzzle?” Uncle Leo asked. “He came to save me. Killed all fifteen of Roberto’s men even though he knew his father would blow a gasket if he found out, and then he buried Roberto’s body.”

“Relax.” Valentino gave a short laugh. “Oh, I am relaxed,” he replied casually. “If I wasn’t, your mate would’ve been dead the moment I walked in.” Behind me, Adele hadn’t moved. She stood frozen, her eyes looked distant, like her mind was somewhere far away. Paul was in love with her and now he was dead. Claire hated her and she was dead too. Serena was forced to be my mistress and even she was dead. And now Valentino wanted to kill her… because he believed everything that happened was somehow her fault.

He said in shock when he heard the headlines. “*** Factory was blown up half an hour ago and from the sources, we came to know that a dead body of famous and well known Billionaire Xavier Valentino has been found. It is said that the body was burnt badly but the police were able to confirm as his one hand wasn’t burnt much.” With that, Mr. Valentino grabbed the phone and dialed the number. “What the fuck is this? Tell me this is some kind of stupid joke my son can’t --” He blabbered like a mad man but the officer’s next words made him fall on his knees.

“I can’t give you details over the phone, but there’s been an incident, a possible assassination attempt on Mr. Romano. Please, just come immediately.” My blood ran cold. “What? Oh my God.” “What is it?” Dante asked, already on his feet. I hung up and gasped, “Valentino. Someone tried to kill Valentino.” “Son of a b!tch!” he yelled, kicking his foot against the bed frame. He moved like a bullet, grabbing his holster, strapping it around his waist as alarms went up throughout the estate. He stormed out toward the hallway, already barking orders into his phone.

Valentino collapsed into a waiting chair, his gaze lost and his eyes blurred by the pain and terror of losing her. "She's not going to die," his father assured him, sitting by his side to comfort him. "Have faith that she'll survive, son. She'll be fine." "What if she doesn't?" Valentino sobbed, receiving a hug from his father. "What if she dies? What will I do if she's no longer with me?" "She's not going to die!" Cayetana exclaimed, her eyes flooded with tears. Alexis was by her side and also hugged her, trying to calm her down. "How could this happen? She... What happened? She was fine, everything was fine..."

Valerio shook his head lightly watching her limping and lifted her up with utmost care in a bridal form careful of the knife and Hazel gaped at him. " Put me down Mr..." Hazel demanded firmly but trailed off when his charcoal eyes looked at her with such intensity that had her looking down on her own accord. " Valerio Valentine." The man murmured as if in a daze looking at the girl in his arms whose face was stained with tears trying to be brave though she wasn't a brave , string girl yet he found her the most fascinating thing in the world.