Jon Snow Death Novels & Stories

“Eztli, maybe sit down. You’re shaking.” “Don’t treat me like I’m delusional,” I snapped, but even as I said it, I felt the unsteadiness in my knees. My stomach twisted in knots. Jonas stayed in the doorway. “So, what—you’re seeing ghosts now?” “Something’s wrong,” I said. “I—I saw him. He was smiling at me.” “Tony’s dead,” Jonas said bluntly. “You killed him. You want to talk about what’s wrong? Start there.”

Jonas Johnson walked proudly, he was happy because his plans had turned out better than he thought, especially when he saw the news on social networks and other media about the death of his daughter Lynda Johnson at the hands of Christian Goldman, there was no news about him, apparently, he shot himself, despite this the news on the subject was blocked, everything was just rumors. But he was sure of one thing, that J&L Construction would be safe now, that he would no longer have to deal with this man who had humiliated him to the point of no return.

Frightened, Wendy shrank back. "No, no, that's impossible!" Louis shouted. "There's no way! He can't be dead!" I let out a bitter laugh. "You want to know how he died? It happened the night you sent him out to buy that stupid dress! What were you doing at that time? You were playing doctor with this bitch's goldfish!" Tears streamed down my face as I sobbed. "Zane was just a little boy. You sent him out alone in the middle of the night!"

(THIRD PERSON’S POV) The man shivered before him, his resolve even weaker than how he looked. "Tell me what went wrong, Jon?" Denver Williams asked, his voice very low—lower than usual—but even then, it sounded very clear in the large study. "The boys made sure that everything was done perfectly," Jon trembled as he spoke. "So what happened? The head of paramedics told me it wasn't fatal, and so did the chief officer. No one died."

Jordan Findley was buried in his hometown of Des Moines, Iowa, on a sunny June day before a crowd of thousands. The local papers read that he died in a small plane crash, but the LIGHTS team members all knew the truth. Such occurrences were so rare, Aaron couldn’t even think of another time a Hunter had purposely killed a Guardian. Accidents happened from time to time, but never something like this. Teams were organized to hunt down Skelton, but so far there hadn’t even been a sign of him, causing speculation that he had been killed as well.

Snow groaned, her vision blurring as her knees hit the dirt. “Wow, isn’t she supposed to be dead?” one of the men said, his tone mocking. He wasn’t among the three she had seen earlier—this must have been the fourth brother. Snow collapsed, her gaze fixed on the sky. Her lungs filled with fire as her strength slipped away. So this is how I die, she thought. The silver was draining her power, her life. The man stepped closer, silver knife glinting. “Where I come from, women know their place.”

Joshua killed all of them to avenge Joniss death. Jaelyn rushed over and held Joshua’s arms. The man had appeared at most crucial moment in her life. Tears once again welled up in her eyes. The two of them hugged each other silently. Joshua didn’t know what to say, nor did he know how to comfort her. Her only daughter, Joniss was dead. Joniss couldn’t beat the humiliation and she killed herself! He could feel Jaelyn’s sorrow. “Jaelyn, I’ll bring you and Joniss away,” Joshua was exhausted.

Once she was gone, Alya turned to Jason. “What happened?” she asked. “You look very worried.” “Jenna’s dad is dead.” There was a long stretch of silence between them as Alya tried to process the news. Jenna’s father was dead? “They say it was a heart attack but I know James Park better than anyone,” Jason went on. “He did not have any heart problems. I’m guessing what Cain is also suspecting. It’s Heath Seo. He must be behind this.” “But why will he kill his own uncle?” Alya asked.

Snow covered the whole world in cold white. I laughed, and tears fell with the laughter. But Joanna, I would not live to see three months from now. I was going to die in this winter.

“Hmph! “Geronimo Melvis; that old man. He should be dead by now. He’s practically a fool for even thinking he could break through to the Martial Honor rank. He’ll never make it happen in this lifetime. His grandson dared to kill my son and daughter. I will definitely make the Melvis family accompany my children on the burial grounds! “Anyone who messes with people from my sect has to die!” After pausing for a moment, Snow continued to speak. “Junior, I want you to get something done. Three days later, during Easton and Viole’s funeral procession, I wanted to kill this Rockefeller guy personally! However, I want you to secretly kidnap all his direct relatives and the people closest to him wit