John Cena Death Novels & Stories

One of the members apologize sensibly. Zayn raises an eyebrow and tucks his hand into his pockets. "Nevermind." He says to them. "You do know why we are here, right? I'm sorry for your loss, Zayn. Lady Hina, we are sorry that misfortune occurred to you at such a bad time of the year." They say, keeping in mind that today was Christmas. 24th of December was when Nick Johnson passed away. Ironically, Senior Johnson also had a heart attack and passed away on the day before Christmas.

At the McNair mansion, Cynthia kept crying as she look at the coffin in the living room. “Oh John, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry” she cried so hard in the silent night as she touch her husband coffin. Immediately she carried her phone and call her daughter. In Los Angeles, Celine was already set for bed when her mother call came in. “What again,” she whispered picking up. “Hello” she said for Cynthia crying voice to sound. “Mom… calm down what’s going on ? she sat up for Cynthia to take a deep breath. “Your father is dead” she said for Cynthia to frown.

Her voice took on a somber tone as she continued, "I heard from Laura that my parents had passed away, and my father's death was suspicious. Do you know anything about this?" Maxwell was momentarily stunned. He then said sorrowfully, "I know your father's death was ruled a suicide, but I'm not sure about the details." Jennifer stared at him, her hands clenched tightly. How could he maintain such a calm facade? He was involved in Zion's death, yet he acted as if he were just a bystander. With a faint smile, she suggested, "Why don't we go visit my parents' graves now?" "Now?" Maxwell glanced at the darkening sky and replied, "It's getting late. Maybe it's better if we go tomorrow morning inst

She has been the light that keeps on shining around here, but as she sees the sadness on he face, it all seems to fade away. “Oh, Jenna. What is wrong?” “It is Tyler…” I start to tell her the horrible news that Doctor Cane shared with me this morning. As the word creep leaves my lips…brain dead, I break down all over again. Needless to say, head straight to bed where I get lost in my pain and sorrow.

Johny Lucas, CEO of Lucas Enterprises, is expected to make a statement soon. A sharp breath left Johny’s lips. Kenneth Vaughan. Dead. The man was more than just a shareholder—he was one of the most influential figures in Johny’s company. A business partner. A powerful ally. And now, he was gone. A chill crawled up his spine. “Tell me this is some kind of mistake,” Johny said, his voice quieter now. Amanda lowered the phone, her eyes meeting his. “It’s real.” His jaw clenched. He reached for the remote, switching on the large flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. The same images flooded the screen, the voice of a news anchor filling the room.

I was pretty sure none of that actually happened… no it definitely didn't. “So that bad news…" I said, questioning. He sighed, and sat in the chair. He took my hand and said, “honey there's just no easy way to tell you this. Jace was killed by his father a couple of days ago, actually the morning that your accident happened.” I stared straight off into space toward the TV. WHAT?

The name still brought a wave of anger and protectiveness crashing over me. The news continued, a grim recitation of facts. "Police say Caldwell ended his life by ingesting a silver cleaner. He left a note confessing to the assault on Mr. Adrian Gabriel Raines and to the murder of Sandra Lewis, his former girlfriend. The note also revealed the location where he buried Miss Lewis' body. Police have recovered the body and are working to return her to her family for a proper burial." The words swam before my eyes. Jace was dead. He confessed. Sandra… they found Sandra.

Dorian and Caspian were halfway down the stairs when they heard the sound emitting from the television in the living room. The morning news anchor’s voice carried clean and clear up to where Dorian and Caspian had both stopped walking at the same time without deciding to. “Breaking news. Martins Keene, CEO of Keene Enterprises, was pronounced dead late last night at the family residence. Authorities confirm the death is being treated as suspicious following toxicology findings. A suspect is currently in custody.”

"How could he leave when his mom's still so sick? I can get her treated, you should tell him to come back." Rowena dug out a death certificate from her handbag and handed it to Jenny. "Caleb's mom died the night you guys were drunk driving and crashed into the power box, causing the hospital's power outage. He's not coming back now that he has nothing tying him here anymore." The piece of paper felt ice-cold in Jenny's hand, and the chill seemed to seep straight into her heart. Her hands trembled as she read the information on it again and again, muttering to herself in disbelief. "Dead? How is that possible? It was just an accidental power outage. How could his mother have died from that? I

"He tried to destroy us but he's still dead." "We should send flowers," Emma said. "To Jennifer, not him." We sent flowers and a card expressing condolences, and Jennifer called to thank us. "You didn't have to do that," Jennifer said. "After everything he put you through." "He's still your ex-husband," I said. "And you helped us when you didn't have to." Jennifer was quiet for a moment. "The divorce was finalized two weeks before he died. I think the stress of it killed him."