How Old Was Regulus Black When He Died Novels & Stories

Nerezza's Point of View Five Years Later Reginald never got better. Instead, with time he had gotten worse. Became frail beyond comparison. We all knew he was on his death bed. Taking his last breaths. To say my heart was broken would be an understatement. Shattered into oblivion. The reality of losing him set in now. Clattered inside my hollow frame.

Sirius was dead? Both Luna and Joshua froze when they heard this. The two of them exchanged looks of disbelief. How could this be? If Sirius had died more than 20 years ago, how could Charlotte, who was only in her early twenties, have found out about everything that happened between Sirius and Todd and even use this to threaten him? There was no way to explain this at all! Charles sighed when he saw the shocked looks on Luna and Joshua's faces. "Sirius has indeed died twenty years ago; I was the one who buried him.

When he spoke, it sounded scraped from a wound that never healed. “Good rulers. Bad parents.” Bella blinked. “You weren’t alone?” “No.” His voice cracked faintly. “I had a sister. Regina.” “What happened?” she asked—gently. “She died.” His grip on the wheel tightened. “Suicide.” Bella’s breath broke. The pain behind his words wasn’t centuries old—it was right there inside him still, bleeding quietly. “She left a letter,” he whispered. “She wrote about neglect. About growing up in a palace where everyone loved her title… but no one loved her.”

His arms were crossed, face blank in that superior way that used to scare the shit out of me as a kid. Now, it just pissed me off. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked, stepping out, grocery bags still digging into my fingers. He turned his head slowly, like he’d been waiting for hours. His face was pale, but his eyes were clear, calculating. That was always the worst part. He never needed to raise his voice. His words alone did the bleeding. “She’s dead,” he said. I blinked. “What?” “Regina,” he clarified. “She died early this morning.”

, I asked softly, unsure if this was a sensitive topic. Lucas dropped strawberries on my plate and sliced a banana, drizzling the whole thing with honey, before answering me. "He died during a rogue attack when I was sixteen. Silver knife to his heart." "Oh." Lucas shrugged. "He kept on fighting till he couldn't. There wasn't much that could be done to save him." "That must've been a hard time for you", I said. "I'm sorry." "Yeah... It was harder on my Mom. No one thought she was going to make it."

I didn’t want to risk the chance of him helping us. “How long have you been a ranked official?” he asked. “Regent took over when he was seventeen after his dad died. So, maybe a year. A little over,” I replied. He took out his phone and started doing some calculations. He asked for a notepad and pen, and then wrote some things down.

The same healer that Reagan said we wouldn't be needing anymore that day. Dolphus said if not he will blame himself forever if Reagan really died on his 500th birthday anniversary. “You said that's the easiest way. Is there any other way?” I asked Eira with my eyes full of expectations. “How old is the Alpha King?" I heard Eira asked suddenly, I couldn't help but instantly frowned What does Reagan's age have to do with this? “He's over 400 years old, “ I answered back after a few minutes. “Over four hundred years old? He has been living with the Atelis curse for four hundred years?” Eira asked, her eyes widening in shock.

Destroyed by my grandfather in 1987. I dug deeper. Blackwood Technologies, Revolutionary software, about to go public. Worth hundreds of millions. Then Marcus Chen moved. Hostile takeover, forced sale at a fraction of value. The articles from that time told the rest. Thomas Blackwood was found dead six months later. Pills and alcohol. Suicide note blaming Marcus Vaughn for destroying everything. Harrison was eighteen. He found the body and read that note. Forty years ago. Forty years of planning revenge. "Jesus Christ." Lena appeared in the doorway. Dark circles under her eyes. I couldn't sleep either.

Dark read about the Black Card while everybody was busy. "Name: Blake Aniston Rodriguez. Cause of Death: Gunshot wounds to the head. " "Time of death: 12h32." Dark and the Doctor said immediately. The noisy machine can be heard, it sounds straightforward. On the monitor of a device, you will notice the line Dark coloured red while the machine is noisy. Blake chuckled. "I'm dead. I'm dead? My child is still Dark. I'm only twenty. But I'm dead?" Blake sat weakly on the couch. He couldn't believe it.

" Sir Regulus -" " SILENCE !" roared Regulus his nerves on the verge of breakdown , he still couldn't forget the scene where Lewis had brought a trembling Chelsea with his arm wrapped closed trying to console her that no harm was done . Regulus knew no matter how brave Chelsea was , she had never ever killed even a cockroach in the house . She might have killed that guy under her roaring adrenaline but now that reality was coming crushing down on her , she must be feeling awful . His sister - His little sister , had to kill a man for protecting her life and he as the elder brother had failed to protect her again and so had his squadrons !