How Lapu Lapu Died Novels & Stories

Edward disappeared beneath the ruins. When we landed on the island, the sun was setting. The red glow of the sky reflected on the waters of the Pacific Ocean. Lucas sat me down on the sand and placed a long, deep kiss on my forehead. “Sophia, now it’s truly over. We will change our identities. The Moreno lineage is buried beneath this lava from today.” We set off into the sea in a small boat. Lucas sat beside me, rowing like an ordinary man. Our child slept quietly in a corner. Everything felt so peaceful—it was hard to believe we had just returned from hell.

Lucas had known about this for six years. However, the police had reported that Luke had also died in the fire. So why did he call Ella at that time? What did they talk about on the phone? There was no way to know, only to speculate that something had happened at the pharmaceutical factory or Mr. Blake's side, so Ella had rushed over in a hurry. But now, Zane said that Luke didn’t die… “Have you found out where Luke is now?” “At the Lopez family’s.” “The Lopez family?” Lucas’s face changed again.

"Both Chucho and Capo are dead." He slides his phone onto the desk and I catch it before it can slide away. I pick it and begin to scroll through the pictures. There are ten pictures in all. Five are of the man called Chucho. One when he was alive and tied to a chair, two with a plastic bag over his head, and two after he was dead. The remaining five are of Capo. All taken when he was placed on a stake, crucifixion-style, his bowels gutted and his innards spilling out.

Killian asked, stopping as well. “Is it ok for me to go there?” I gestured to the graves and he nodded his head. I then opened the gate and in a daze, I walked over to a grave. The name on it said, Lucas Shepard. Died at the age of thirty-two. Warrior of this pack. Killed in a battle. Something inside of me stirred, emotions slowly made its presence known as I fell to my knees. I gripped the headstone and started to cry. Lucas Shepard. Was my mate.

“You’re dead, Lucas.” I said, my words slurred, eyes weak and shutting. “Look at me, ma’am,” he said with a soft slap across my face, pulling me out of my syncope. “I’m not dead. That man over there,” he said, pointing at the banner, “it’s my twin. He died in a fire explosion months ago. The name says Diego.” I looked back at it. The name boldly read “Diego Martin.” Tears rolled down my cheeks.

She never had a chance of seducing Jillian. Jillian would not have become close to her without the collaboration between Lopez Group and DLC Enterprise. Unfortunately, he died while visiting his mistress in Switzerland, and rumors say the two were killed on the spot in the car wreck. It was indeed a tragedy. First, Evita had a suicide drama in the hope Jillian would return to her. But Jillian didn’t have the chance to learn that Evita had an early labor, gave birth to a daughter, and committed suicide the same day he died.

She hid quickly behind Grandpa Lupe and he shielded her from her mother. Rose could only complain. “Grandpa Lupe don’t spoil her too much, she has become rotten.” Grandpa Lupe protected her. “Leave her. She can only be spoiled by me.” But death had reared its ugly head. She came back from school one time and was greeted by the saddened news. Grandpa Lupe had died! She had cried her eyes out for days and her eyes had become swollen from days of crying. Grandpa Lupe was gone. Just like that.

"He never did." I turned the page with shaking fingers. I turned the page with shaking fingers. Euphyllia — High Archive of Valemere. Scholar. Cause of death: Political execution following a severed alliance. "I remember ink-stained hands," I whispered. "Treaties rewritten until dawn. I begged him not to trade me for power." My vision blurred. "He chose influence over me." Another page. Euphyllia — Border Legion. Warrior. Cause of death: Fallen in battle. Left behind during retreat.

He who just one day arrived from Liverpool had to accept two unpleasant news. First, Aurora suddenly came to her room this morning to tell her about what happened two days ago to Sophia, who wanted to harm herself. And now, he had yet again received bad news when Fabio came to his room. "So Julio suddenly died because he was murdered?" he asked irritably. Raphael's breath seemed to rise and fall from holding back the emotions that had peaked. "And you still haven't found where the memory is, Fabio?" Looking down, Fabio nodded. "My apologies, sir. According to the residents' information, before our arrival, a stranger had already met Julio there. I'm sure Alfonso's people knew about this befo

My soul floated above the room as I watched the scene unfold. Vincent's shoulders were shaking hard. He let out a sound like a wounded animal. Even his wolf was crying over the death of its Luna. I didn't know how long had passed before Vivian's voice broke the silence from the doorway. "Do you even want to know how she died?" Vincent lifted his head. His eyes were bloodshot, like they were about to bleed. Vivian walked in holding a sheet of paper. It was a healer's report.