Is Davina Really Dead Novels & Stories

The morgue was cold, carrying a foul, sterile smell. Expressionless staff pushed me into a metal drawer. With a soft "click," the door closed. The system's voice echoed in my mind. [Death confirmed. Final storyline completed.] [Countdown to soul departure: 71 hours 59 minutes.] [Please await the opening of the passage.] I drifted in the cold, hollow air and let out a breath. Finally, things were coming to an end.

The wedding venue erupted into chaos. "Is Emilia out of her mind? The man's already dead, and she still went to dig him up? That's straight out of a horror movie." "She practically beat Elliot to a pulp every single day he was alive. What, is she planning to keep swinging at him now that he's dead?" "Wait, did that guy just say he actually died? What does that mean? Was he still alive when they put him under?" The sudden turn of events sent the guests into a frenzy.

Chapter 80 HEADLINES BLAKE DAVENPORT HAS LEFT THIS WORLD. LEAVING BEHIND TWO LITTLE GIRLS. EARLY THIS MORNING BLAKE DAVENPORT AND HIS GIRLFRIEND JULLIET HARVEY HAS SUCCUMBED TO THEIR INJURIES AND DIED. BLAKE DAVENPORT DEAD EARLY THIS MORNING. EMOGAL HAS SAID THE NEWS TO BE FALSE, BUT AN INSIDER HAS CONFIRMED THAT THE NEWS IS TRUE.

Then it vanished, replaced by his usual unreadable mask. “Please follow me to my office, Ms. Smith,” he said. I nodded and followed him into the space that used to belong to Soren. “We have a problem,” Killian said. I opened my mouth to speak. “So—” He raised a hand, silencing me before I could even say Soren’s name. “Davina’s been released from prison.” His words crashed into me. My heart sank. “What? How?! She’s a murderer. She’s done so many awful, shady things—how could she get bail?”

But I don't need to know everything that I would give him what he deserves. -"You are not very talkable aren't you?" Lilliana was watching me from my feet to my head she sipped her tea but her eyes never left me. My one finger still kept her curtains but my head turned to her. I wasn't used to talking to anybody. I didn't see a purpose in talking. The conversation is needed only for mortals and for dogs. We the dead ones don't need anything only our life and blood. And still, her breaking silence with this question made me smile. Her voice sounded ironic which was making her cute again.

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

Vivian could only look up at her as she couldn't speak, and even if she could, there was nothing she could possibly say to calm the bitter woman in front of her. "Hmph!" Davina scoffed, "Let me tell you this, people deal with loss, but in the end, there is absolutely nothing they can do about it, Seb might be ruthless, but even he cannot do anything to change death, he can only momentarily despise me after I kill you, but in the end he would have to get over it," Davina smiled sweetly, "You don't have to worry if he'll be with me or not, because after your death, he will have no choice but to take me as his wife, and am sure grandfather would make absolutely certain of that."

"I... I am just overwhelmed with the mating ceremony tomorrow. The last time... it was a disaster because of Athena, and I am terrified it will happen again." Davina's heart clenched at the mention of Athena, but she knew she had to be honest with Racheal. "Racheal, you don't have to worry about Athena anymore. She's gone. She won't be able to hurt you again." Racheal's eyes widened. "But... how can you be sure?" Davina took a deep breath, steeling herself to reveal the truth. " Athena is dead. She won't be coming back." For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air, then Racheal's shoulders sagged in relief. "Oh, Davina... Thank you. Thank you for always looking out for me."

This wasn't the space I wanted to be while my own life was a mess but when he told me to leave, why couldn't I move? Was it the disappointment in his tone or his nonchalant dismissal? “You are still here?” He turned to look at me with dim eyes, that displayed intricate emotions that made me shiver. “Then don’t blame me…” Before I knew what he meant, the TV in the room came on. My head swung up to look at the news being rerun. “Dead Heiress Davina Williams’ body has been retrieved and the family has called for a close in police investigations. The investigation which only lasted for a few days was immediately concluded as suicide with the family relenting to their fate.”

This enrages Davina further. “He will have to kill me to get to them,” says Davina. Before I can stop her so we can get answers out of Jack, she breathes fire at Jack burning him to a crisp. He’s screaming in agony but it doesn’t last long as he collapses and stops moving. The wind still has yet to die down. I slowly walk towards Davina. “Davina, it’s okay. The girls are a safe. Jack’s dead he can’t hurt you or the girls anymore.” She looks towards me and I can see the red return to her normal amber. She closes her eyes and transforms back.