Novel & Cerita Jocelyn Flores' Death Note

But no matter how many times he looked, the name on the document was mine—Jocelyn Ashwood. Black letters on white paper. Irrefutable proof that the girl he loved more than anything in this world was gone. I floated in the air, watching all the color drain from Damine's face. His lips moved silently, forming my name over and over again. My gaze then shifted to the young assistant who stood nearby, looking devastated and completely lost. I recognized him. He was the intern pathologist who had been working with Damine for the past few months. Once, when I worried Damine was overworking his eyes, I would constantly find different ways to send him soups and broths meant to improve his eyesight.

Tyler couldn't read the emotions in her eyes but he knew she was still grieving. “She was the best. Only a month or so before her death did she start to receive those flowers. Death note. I tried to tell my Dad but he didn't take me seriously. My mom wouldn't tell him. He didn't value her. Well, that was until she was murdered on one cold night. I came home and found her like that…Dead.” Her fingers shook like she was reliving the moment all over. “Did he do anything after that?” Tyler asked. “Nothing that I know of,” she scoffed.

Although I didn't regret punching her. I walked back to my room, composed and ready to pack my things before leaving for war, but once I closed the door to my room, my whole body started to tremble. It was that scent again and the remains of an aura so intimidating it made me struggle to take another breath. My eyes immediately turned to my pillow. I cringed at seeing a black rose lying there. I stepped closer and saw a note underneath the flower. I took a deep breath before I found the courage to pick it up. I exhaled hysterically, seeing JD's handwriting. The note said, "Should I kill that little bitch with golden eyes, or do you want to do it yourself?"

“Sienline was found in her body. The only antidote for now is a purple and yellow flower which had been destroyed centuries ago. Within two days, if she is not cured she might never wake up ” “FUCK! Why is all this happening?! It doesn't make sense any longer!” To him, he felt there was more to this Jocelyn's last attack than only Georgina. A master mind even greater than the Xizhao's members was absolutely behind them unless who would be able to get their hands on a Sideline coated dagger?

He had delayed coming here because of the memories- those sweet, painful images and videos of his past with her that first squeezed his throat savagely until he threw up all his woes and was left with a hollow, yet eerily satisfied feeling. Joy's funeral was not surprisingly a large affair, almost the entire town had come to pay their respects. She was somehow associated to each one of them- every person had a moment of hers to share however insignificant it was. It was kept on first January- a beginning of the blossoming of many flowers in everyone's life. "Logan?" Gemma knocked on the door and Logan focused his attention on her. "Joy told me to give you this." She handed him a white envelo

Some minutes later, Ciel finished his researches and reported the result to his boss: “Sir, apparently you are right. All of the passengers are involved with the mafia in a way or another. Besides the victims and Madame Sesilea, Mrs. Schnider was a secretary in Gotham. Can you guess where she was working?” “The Black Castle?” answered Claude naturally. “The company of Jack?!” cried Flora. “I am afraid yes, Miss Flora” responded Ciel. Flora was shaking from head to toe. If Mrs. Shnider recognises her and tells Jack his wife is alive, hell is waiting for Flora! The poor girl hugged her knees. Tears ran down her pale face and she sobbed softly as a wounded bird. “Flora!” “Miss!”

Sabrina sighed and shook her head slowly feeling sorry for the victim who was murdered. Josh didn't comment on the news. He sighed softly and asked. "Do you still want to watch the romantic movie?" He wasn't in the mood to think of any disturbing news. His mind went back to the note sent to Sabrina. Death note. Death. He didn't want Sabrina to end up like the victim. He had to find out who sent that note.

"If you want to see your old flame one last time, get over here now. Come late, and her body will be all bloated and white." The moment those words left my mouth, everyone present froze. Jayden froze too. "What are you talking about, Zendaya?" I did not bother listening to him and hung up the phone. Half an hour later, Jayden rushed over. He took the time to dress himself up, his hair neatly combed and his suit pressed without a single wrinkle. He hardly looked like someone who was working overtime at the office for three straight days. After he arrived, he shot me a look of disgust. Then, he rushed straight to the riverbank to check out Lily's suicide note and video.

The next sheet was stamped with a red UPDATE header. "Execution record," Flora read, her throat tightening. "Hit and run executed October 12th. Body secured by local authorities. Target neutralized." Flora felt a sick feeling in her stomach. Arthur's men really did kill Elena. But there was a handwritten note at the bottom of the page, scribbled in sharp black ink. It looked like Arthur's handwriting. "Council rejects confirmation," Flora read the handwritten note aloud. "Coroner report states extreme tissue damage to left shoulder. Birthmark unverified. Council demands visual confirmation of the Finch bloodline or a replacement target immediately. Failure to produce the target will result i

I didn’t even realize I had flowers in my room. He picked the note from the flowers, then placed it back. Only Clara and Jaxon know I love white lilies. Could it be he bought them? I know Clara does not have that kind of money. He picks up the second note and then reads it before placing it back on the table, muttering curses under his breath. He spun around and began to walk away. “Thank you,” I shouted, and he halted in his tracks, holding the doorknob. So, I continued, “You could’ve let me die, but you didn’t. So, thank you,” I added.