Jack Twist Death Novels & Stories

“Shut up! You don’t deserve to say her name! The only pleasure I’m getting through all of this is knowing how he’ll kill her like you killed my mate! You’ll have to suffer the way I do but worse. He promised a painfully slow death for your bitch—” I had my hand around his throat in a flash. I pulled him up along the chair he was chained to. I brought him close to my furious face. “So, it’s a he then?” I asked calmly even though my face said anything. Jack’s eyes began to roll in the back of his head, so I drop him back down. “You’ll talk. They always do. And don’t think I’ll forget the bitch comment.” Reaching down, I forcefully lifted up his right leg high into the air in an uncomfortable p

Ace Denzell made a spirit charm in the air and put it on Rapper Swithin's forehead and froze him in that place. He brought his face in front of Rapper Swithin's frozen face and gave him a kiss in the air, and smiled. "Save your madness and anger for later. I will only give you a chance to kill me with cruelty. But now I have to settle the account with someone else," he said, starting to look towards the path where Ms. Anastasia passed. In anger and rage, his eyes turned completely red and he disappeared from everyone's sight with the speed of light.

I couldn't imagine what might happen if something went wrong at that event. I never expected this. Arianna had stolen everything from me, and still, it wasn't enough for her. She wouldn't even spare my mentor. I was spinning in circles, frantic, helpless. But there was nothing I could do. After all, I was dead. And in the very way I had always feared most. A double death, with a baby inside me. Only, it didn't happen on the hospital's operating table like I had imagined. No, I died in my lakeside cottage, alongside a little kitten who thought it had finally found a home, a new life.

The drug dealer and his men were sentenced to death for their crimes, while Madison received a life sentence for hiring a hitman. Officer Wright filled Zack in on everything, and passed him the tapes they found at the drug den. They contained footage of the drug dealers torturing and humiliating me. I stayed by Zack's side as he watched every single tape. By the end, he had completely lost it. He was no longer the heroic forensic pathologist everyone admired. Instead, he turned into a disheveled maniac, wandering around asking everyone if they'd seen his younger sister. I stayed by Zack's side, until he was hit by a speeding car and died.

Jane was surrounded by a lot of people who had questions to ask her or congratulate her, while in reality, they felt jealous of her, some even wished former to die. "Dad, what are you planning to do?" Oliver asked Thomas. They were standing at a distance from her. "Make a deal with her, either sell the ruby to us and disappear or just die." Thomas replies and Oliver was actually a little scared of that side of his father when he did get that side in his genes. "Ok, let's kill her!" Oliver said and was excited to kill her brutally. "Relax," Thomas said and smiled. When the crowd cleared out, they approached Jane. She had a microphone on her clothes so Amy and all the others could hear Jane an

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

He said she had caused trouble from the beginning, so she probably left enough clues that her own mother worked out where the police could only work halfway, narrowing his location to Palo Alto. “It won't be long now.” I stared him in the eye. “You will be caught, next month, next year, but you will.” He smirked and turned to slap on latex gloves. The sound reminded me of Colt’s attic, and how Norio had thrown out threats too. But he died, and no one could get him justice, not even his lover. Even in the face of death, I maintained that icy expression I was famous for, but I was terrified, terrified out of my mind at the excruciating pain I was about to face.

he said, leaning closer, "If I win, you kiss me." I opened my mouth to respond—probably with something dry and sarcastic—but was cut off by Katy's voice right behind me. Breathless. Low. "Did you hear? Jackie's dead." I froze. Jackie? Dead? The same girl who'd kidnapped me in the gym storage room and knocked me out cold? "What?" I blinked. "What do you mean she's—" "Dead. Like, actually," Katy repeated. "Found last night behind that sketchy drug block near Mercer. People are saying she was into some really rough things if she was there. They said it was... cardiac arrest or something, but she was found in an alley. Alone."

"He wanted out when he realized what he'd gotten into. They killed him for it." "Name?" Jax's eyes never left her face, searching for tells, for cracks in her story. "Michael Rodriguez. They called him Spike." Another carefully constructed lie. Michael Rodriguez had been real—a low-level dealer who'd been found floating in the harbor two years ago. His death had made the papers, been forgotten within a week. Perfect cover for her fabricated grief. "Don't know him," Jax said, but something in his expression suggested he was filing the information away. "What makes you think the Diamondbacks killed him?"

i ask getting up from my seat facing their direction . "If you insist gorgeous I'll have a shot of whisky "alpha jack says with a cocky look on his face making me chuckle as i walk towards my shelf ,to the right side of my office ,alpha walker still insist on getting served noting ,i must admit he has quite a reserved personality, i don't know if I'll say its good or bad anyway ,personality I'm not one to judge people often , i throw open the shelf and get out a bottle of whiskey and pour out a shot into a tumbler and hand it over to alpha jack ,and he down's in one go . "Where you there when Tyler was killed Rosa ,how was it like "alpha jack asks i guess the whiskey is already getting the