How Lapu Lapu Died Novels & Stories

Il Lupo says, his voice echoing in the room. I'm intrigued to know the extent of his information. Il Lupo walks towards his desk and pours two glasses of dry whisky. He stops and continues. "Your mother and grandmother were killed, your father let himself die when his vineyard company went bankrupt, all because of..." Il Lupo smirks, "...Aldo, am I right?" I nod calmly, letting the truth hang in the air. Il Lupo looks for my reaction, but I focus on the next step.

Raphael, "It's not just a common guy who died. I bet they'll broadcast it for another week for sure." Eduardo sighed and said, "You know how these cases get... They won't stop until we solve this one." Raphael shrugged his shoulders. "We'll just have to find that killer." I interrupted and asked, "Who are you talking about? who died?" Eduardo, "Didn't you see the news channel? It's been over a week since it happened but they're still talking about the whole city." "Was that guy a big shot?" "It's not some guy. It's Paulo Cruz, the head of the Pandora gang. He died in a terrible way and no one knows who killed him."

That day, as I sat alone in the villa reminiscing about Harper, I suddenly felt the cold barrel of a gun pressed to my head. After Sophia’s death, one of her subordinates fled to Japan.

Lupita calls his name softly hoping for some responds and walks towards him as Edward went to Davis. “What happened Geri, you have to tell us” Lupita tries to make him talk even though she knew he wasn’t willing at all. “I never wanted to kill him, he came to far, so I had to” Geri said this words in deep pain but Lupita does not a single clue of what he was about to tell her. “killed who??” she asked him so shocked. “I killed a guy, who was after my….” He said shaking and stopped, Lupita still looking at him waiting for him to complete his sentence.

“I hold nothing against you young man but i don’t want any complications. I killed Mr. Patel and you know that. No loose ends and no hard feelings. Before Caesar could say anything, he was shut down with a gunshot to his face he died in that very moment. “No!” Ludo fell to her feet taking Lance along with her. “Caesar,” She wept uncontrollably. Stone walked to Caesar’s lifeless body and dragged it into the river. Lance and Ludo watched as it Caesar was carried away with the currency of the river. So this was happening, Ludo thought between sobs. Caesar had been gunned down. She blamed herself terribly. If it wasn’t for her, he would still be alive. “Who's next?” Mr. Hamuumbu interrupted her

"I'm sorry, Old Master, Mr. Harrison, but the young master's men are all gone." "What? So where's my grandson?" panic threaded the old man's voice. "Th-the young master is missing. I came inside after the fight and found him taken by the enemy," Luis stuttered. "Who's the enemy?" urgency tinged his question. "It... it's..." Luis's voice trailed off into silence. "Luis, Luis!" The old man's plea was met with an ominous quiet. Luis had succumbed to his injuries, leaving behind unanswered questions. He didn't get the chance to tell them the truth. He was gone forever.

“It’s all my fault, Zoro. I’m a fool! I’m a loser! “But Joel is dead, and nothing can change that. Yelling at me won’t solve anything. “Please help me, Zoro!” Luis got down on his knees, his back hunched over. “Given our years of brotherhood, I’m begging you for one last favor.” He was freaked out. It was a good thing Luis rushed to Bronze Sparrow when things went awry. Otherwise, he would be stuck at Drake Gym and killed by the people of the Viper’s Den.

It was Diego. How could this be?! Diego was still alive? This bastard hadn't died after everything that happened?! Hadn't Papa Lucas killed him and dumped him into the middle of the ocean? Then why the hell was Diego standing right here? My mind screamed in sheer frustration, realizing that the demon from our past had risen again to claim his revenge. ****

In the distance, in a different villa in the mountains, several Yutarian Warriors were discussing the martial arts battle that was taking place after a few days. The two figures floated up to the third floor. After they had taken off the veils covering their faces, they said to the others, "The grandson of the Juwanian King Jorvahn is dead! He's been chopped up into mincemeat." "What?" A Yutarian Warrior stood up and stared at the speaker in shock. "Mr. Coppola, you're not joking, are you?" another older Warrior asked in surprise. "No, I'm not joking. Sebastian killed him! He's too dangerous!" Luigi Coppola took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the floor.

Her spine snapped on impact, leaving her to spend the rest of her days in a wheelchair. Rumor had it she was later sold to enemies and became a plaything in underground casinos, tortured day and night. … Three years later, Sergio couldn't take the torment any longer and died in the psychiatric ward. His death came on Luca's anniversary. I stood in the family cemetery, holding my daughter, Fiorella Palo. Luca's photo still held that gentle gaze. "Mamma, I heard Zio Luca was a legend. They say he was even more incredible than Nonno!" Fiorella said.