Kion Death Novels & Stories

Getting back to her feet, she snorted, “How do you know about Sony's demise when the news isn't out yet? Oh, how can I forget that you are the one who blew him out?“ She crossed her hands under her boobs. “Kiara, not again.“ I slammed my fists on the table and stood to glare at her. She raised her hands in surrender and said, “Fine. I am sorry, Kedeva. You didn't do it. In fact, no one did it. The moon gods had planned that Sony would die this way, and that's why it happened, okay? But let me tell you something: history has repeated itself: first it was your mother, now your partner, and next it will be your dad or grandad. Until everyone you claim to love is killed, you'll come to know that

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.

Kiana shakes her head, "Leon wasn't even born to be Alpha of Solari. Their parents were the Betas of this pack. That's why it wasn't a problem for Kennedy to live in Arianrhod-they would never let a future Alpha do that. No-Leon changed more than his destiny when he murdered his Alphas and their children. He changed this pack's line of ascension." "Did Leon...kill them? Their parents?" Her bitter smile makes me think that she's about to say yes, but instead, she says, "No. Though he might have if they had not already been dead. Diumal's Betas died when Kennedy was in Arianrhod with us. He was sixteen, I think." I'm jarred by the information. I had never known that about Kennedy. I don't actu

I questioned and my head went down slightly "She doesn't even know what-" Death starts saying "Yes I do, so shut up," I tell him fiercely widening the eyes of Aphrodite as they all struggle not to laugh, but Zeus does not hold it in and bursts into laughter making Death roll his eyes. "You didn't even know who I was," Death says

Holding the skin, he stared blankly at a birthmark before collapsing. "The hatred of killing one's child is immeasurable! I swear there will be no more Saffronesian corporations in Summer, not even one joint venture. Those Saffronesians will never leave Hacniane alive. I'll be sure to bury them alongside my wife and son!" Martin changed the magazine and approached Koi's body with the gun, firing all of the bullets in one breath. Chad saw through his Clairvoyant Eye that the glow on Koi's body had vanished, indicating that the man was dead, but Martin was not relieved. He stomped on Koi's head repeatedly until it flattened.

"Mr. Shaw passed away six months ago. How could he donate his kidney? And even if he were still alive, matches between family members aren't 100% successful." "You're lying! Jason isn't dead! He faked his death to avoid donating a kidney. His sister's death is fake too! You're all in on this act to fool me!" Serena yelled, slamming the records onto the desk. The doctor's face hardened. "Ma'am, please show some respect for the deceased! "Ms. Shaw's remains were handled by one of her brother's friends. The cremation certificate is on file at the funeral home. If you don't believe me, you can check."

“But it is suspicious, is it not?” “Are there signs of foul play?” Joe asked. “Was he killed by something?” Quinn scowled. “Initial reports indicate there wasn’t a mark on him. But he was in good, strong health. It’s not natural for a man to drop dead.” “Even after that terrible cough he’s had all winter?” Denric challenged. He stood slowly, shaking his head. “Elder Kaelion’s loss is a loss to us all. We should have a memorial for him, a vigil to honor his years of service. But it is a disservice to start these half-accusations, Quinn. Jessa was with us all night. All of us,” he added, folding his arms. “All. Night. I can imagine you understand what we were doing.”

His eyes glimmer with something that makes my stomach twist—not kindness, not empathy, but triumph. “What if I told you,” he whispers again, slower this time, “that Aaron King has killed before?” The words slam into me. My breath stutters, my body freezes. I shake my head, choking on a sob. “You’re lying.” Kian leans closer, his lips brushing my ear, his voice low enough to sound like sin. “His wife, Lena. Jennifer. You’ve heard whispers, haven’t you? How she drowned in her own bathtub? How Aaron never quite explained the details?”

It has been all a tragedy in the life of KYOLINE DIEGO since her dad got killed. He was a made man—until he decided to steal from his bosses and got executed and served to the fishes in BRODA CREEK. He paid in blood, while her family was more or less exiled from the KASH MANCHESTER and left to fend for themselves.

After the successful completion of a mission, Connor Weston, the youngest patrol division captain of the pack, had fallen into an eternal sleep on that rainy day. … After his death, my soul began to dissipate, like dew evaporating into the air under the morning sun. In my final glimpse, I saw Chris rush into the infirmary. He then fell to his knees and clutched Connor's hand, his shoulders trembling violently. Later, I saw Connor buried beside my grave. Our two tombstones stood close together, as they were always meant to be. I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young."