In Twisted Who Killed Regina Novels & Stories

“Natasha is teaching me how to shoot.” “Do you have any idea what Natasha does?” I ask in disbelief. “She kills people, Regina. That’s her job.” Mumbling, Regina pushes the toe of her sneaker into the rug. “I know that. Your best girl shoots people your husband wants gone.” My temper flashes, and I throw my coffee mug at the window. The hot liquid runs down the window, but the glass doesn’t shatter. Regina stares at it and the broken mug scattered on the floor. Concern dots her eyes, but she remains silent.

“I - I just don’t see why she would do this -” “It’s her,” Luke said. “Regina did this. I had an inkling over the weekend.” Luke turned to Taylor and Charlie, adding, “When we left the party, Regina was talking on the phone with someone. She was saying shit like posting something and that whoever she was talking to should have done it today - Monday.” “And you said about this just now?” Charlie asked. “I just came in the afternoon. I didn’t want to see you and Taylor.” Luke looked down, describing, “And I never imagined she would go this far.”

The child in her womb was the proof of her infidelity. I wanted to find out the man killed him with my bare hand, but now I want to just sit down and talk to him, but knowing that person was none but Nathan Hall does something to me. He fucked me so many times in these past months that I forget counting, and he fucked me in my personal life, too. Now, everything falls into place. He did that because of Olivia. There was a rumor going on the ton that I never killed Olivia, which is false, but nobody asked me, and I didn’t want to talk about that woman, so I never confirmed that.

She will not be able to fully commit to children when she always felt so insecure and decided to end the marriage before it began. Jessica walked in, looking beautiful as always wearing a striking pink halterneck top that revealed her cleavage and black three-quarters pants on tiger-printed stilettos. Just as charming as she always was. Bright red lipstick and nails painted red to complete her charm. Jessica was a charismatic woman who was outgoing. Their first meeting was at the beach in Miami. He remembered her in her tapered bikini as he thought to himself if I can have her I would keep her. Where did he go wrong he thought to himself as Jessica greeted him taking a seat across from him j

I said and look at Gani who gulped and look away. "He is not--" humming suddenly said but she didn't finish when I cut her off. "Shut up humming." I seriously demanded. "You misunderstood everything." she stubbornly whispered but I don't entertain her. "Gahala, maybe you just understand things in a wrong way." Calmly, Gani spoke. "How does it became a wrong way?" Katana answered for me. "It a way that she didn't witness everything." "Of course because she was had been attacked by those werewolves and her head was being slam to the rock so she passed out. How can she witness everything?" Katana faced Gani with her brows up.

You brought this on yourself, Regina. As the words fell, Regina let out a miserable, desperate howl. Unfortunately for her, it was too late. The next second, she stopped breathing and died. At once, someone came over and dragged her body away from the casino as though they were used to handling these situations. "Bravo! Ms. Nichols, turns out there's a lot more going on behind the scenes than I thought." Cyril studied me with keen interest, though a trace of surprise and respect had appeared in his eyes.

It almost looked like Regina had packed things out. What if these people had killed Regina and then packed out her things to make it look like she left, getting rid of her body like they did with Lydia and Jemma? “Fuck!” I growled quietly. I spoke to myself. Remain calm, Lionel. Calculate. I remembered Regina walking with Ray. That was the last time I had seen her. What if this had something to do with Ray? Had I been busily thinking Ray was fucking my wife when he had actually killed and buried her a long time ago?

She seems unsure of whether to really leave me but when she sees that I'm dead serious, she takes a step back and bow respectfully. “As you wish, Luna. I won't be far away. Please don't hesitate to call should you need anything”. I mutter a thank you and quickly shut the door behind me. I kick off my shoes and stumble towards the nearest settee, collapsing into it tiredly. The room is brightly lit and it seems to be giving me a headache. But everytime I close my eyes, I'm haunted all over again by the image of Regina's blue tinted body with the broken neck. The manner of death is quite obvious in my opinion. She had obviously been poisoned with wolfsbane first, probably with a kerchief over

Regan placed his hand on hers to calm her. “You have no evidence against me! You have no right to treat me, your ally, like this!” Alpha Johan roared, gesturing madly. Regan remained unfazed. “As a matter of fact, we do. The witch you sent,” Regan gestured at the smallish witch who was still tied up,“killed your former one. The one who was ready to give you up and redeem herself. We have checked her body and found no deadly scar on it. Which could only mean one thing -she was killed by some magical ritual.” He finished and pointed at the smallish witch.

Before he could even form a word, the world in front of his eyes shut down. Jane let out a choked cry as she saw in horror how Adrian just slit Victor’s throat. He was dead! VICTOR WAS DEAD! She witnessed how blood spurted out and covered Adrian's face. Adrian then took out his gun and pointed towards Victor's body, that was lying on the floor. Baffled, Jane pressed Aria’s ears tightly with her hands. One… two… three… four…. five…six All of the six bullets were shot in Victor’s head.