Novel & Cerita Jace Norman Dead

Norman looked absolutely furious now. Not emotional. Furious. “You stupid boy.” Jace wiped blood slowly from the corner of his mouth. “You asked for the truth.” “And you gave me stupidity.” Jace stared at him in disbelief. “You’re hitting me because Daniel died?” Mr. Norman laughed coldly. “No.” That answer genuinely shocked Jace. His father stepped closer slowly. “If you were going to kill him…” His voice lowered dangerously. “…you should’ve buried the body properly.” Silence crashed into the room.

I beseech you dear friend, do not mourn my death, for my purpose is fulfilled. In the end, the crown falls… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jace's POV “Fuck! Bloody hell! Holy Mama Mia!” My heart was enveloped with unthinkable pain when I saw him lying in cold blood, a knife driven into his chest and same with the witchy mistress of doom. My soul was pale as I dragged his heavy body into the snow, crying heavily. “Lucian!”

And what a horrible end I met. My heart bangs one last rib splitting time sending a lightning bolt of pain through my body effectively ending my tortured life. Last thought…................................. ..........................................................Goodbye Jace…................. . . . 📀Disk 2 Sub Theme : A New Vamp Emerges . . Marcos Pov

Mia's POV: It took me a few moments but I was able to push a bit of the guilt away. I returned to the living room where they remained, talking amongst themselves. When they saw me, they immediately went silent. “I'm fine,” I said, assuring them. “It’s just hard to believe that I had talked to him yesterday and now, he was dead. It's a little too unreal.” “The Franz. They're the ones that finished him off.” Jace said. “They killed him, not you.”

"If you die, I will die, so if I kill myself now it will be a vice versa right? Let's not torture everyone, Renon. Let’s end this sh*t." Jace whispered. He held the broken glass close to his own neck; he knew Clever would not be able to move now even if it was angry at him his conscience would prevail.

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.

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

Ann sobbed sadly. "It seems they were trying to stop your father from contacting anyone and killed him before he met you. They made it look like the perfect accident and natural death," Jace replied grimly. "Forgive us, Ann. We came late. When we came, your father was already passed away. You're married to Hans Graham and didn't seem to know anything. We can't approach you because it's dangerous for you. We can only watch over you from afar," said Jace. Ann shook her head in tears.

I ask. Zarakai’s eyes flick to me and right back to the door. “I’m fine.” He snaps. He is definitely not fine, but I’m not going to argue. Jace better hope he gets back with Adalina soon or there might be bloodshed. As if he could hear my thoughts Jace and Adalina come walking through the door, all smiles and laughs. This isn’t going to be good. Jace and Adalina go silent when they see us standing here. I watch as Zarakai’s eyes narrow on Jace, the muscle in his jaw ticking. He looks like a bomb about to go off.

“You are Norman Reedus, you are not just any type of man, Norman but a retired pack warrior and talking about Jack Steele, we both know how powerful he is and the moment he succeeds to take the throne from Jace, he will automatically become the new alpha which means he will control New Orleans and Jace, he is known for his numerous bad records and there are no possible ways he would have for himself a friend. All the alphas all want same thing, they want him dead and I believe that you must be aware that he is a hybrid which will make it a challenging one, but then.” I paused for a while as I moved in circles round Norman, I was already weighing him and if he says otherwise, then I would be