Romans & histoires Kuina Death

Her will to live was little and even if she survived, she wouldn't last a long time as the arteries in her heart has already been ruptured. It was no option to give away her sword. Rina struggled to open her eyes and before any of the parties made a move, she moved closer to the blade and her neck snapped off. Timi took a step back in surprise and Rina landed on the floor in the puddle of her blood, lifeless. Musa gasped and ran towards Rina in shock, she'd committed suicide without a second thought. Timi held his blade out and ran towards Musa, his aim to finish her.

“What did you expect? That I sit picking napkins while others fight?” “I expect you to stop being reckless and start listening!” Darina was fuming. She turned away before saying something she’d regret. She shifted and ran off. Reed followed, shifting back beside her. “Luna, please... be patient with him.” “Like he is with me?” she scoffed. Reed sighed. “Julie died during a rogue attack. Her body was unrecognizable when Kai found her. Only her scent helped identify her. He was scared to lose you today.”

They should know I am sighing by now, she thought. She really wants to type a status on her social media that she is not a good person who should take up the valuable time of her readers. Vina is a girl, twenty years and three months old, who had never actually killed anyone. Usually she will kill the people she doesn't like, as well as those the public hates—whether it's ordinary people, artists, actors, celebrities, YouTubers… anyone—ONLY in her imagination, when she's going to sleep or just lying down for a while, just because she wants to fantasize.

“She was my father’s youngest sister. Barely eighteen when she accepted the invitation to the Luna Selection, long before I was born, so I never had the chance to meet her. My father never told us anything about her, and the Hart family recorded her death as a carriage accident. But I don’t believe it. I believe she died precisely because of the Luna Selection.” I felt my throat tighten. For a brief moment, I thought I smelled the metallic scent of blood from last night again. “Like Georgina?” I asked. Leila’s gaze darkened. “No,” she said. “Worse, I suppose. She was killed before she even arrived at the palace.”

Kiara nodded slowly. “I know that house.” “The woman who died was even your senior at school.” Kiara lowered her face. “I remember.” She swallowed hard. “She died after being struck by a vehicle. When she was brought to the hospital where I worked, her condition was already extremely serious. Her body had suffered such severe injuries that an autopsy could not be performed.” Ina sighed. “Her death was tragic. After Rudi’s sixth wife died, her family came under tremendous pressure. Perhaps they also regretted marrying their daughter to Rudi. Since then, rumours about Rudi practising pesugihan have become increasingly common.”

Fifteen years ago. The proudest little princess of Sliver Ridge Pack, the girl raised in the palm of everyone’s hand, the daughter who had once loved them just as fiercely as they claimed to love her—that Nina had died a long time ago. They were the ones who killed her with their own hands. That tiny white robe had been torn by the wind, snagged in midair, then shaken loose and dropped into the mud. I stared straight at Evelyn. My meaning couldn’t be clearer.

Back at the hospital, Ken had already asked the doctor about the cause of my death. The doctor told him plainly that contaminated liquid entered my wounds later on, leading to a fatal infection. In other words, Bianca was the one who killed me. Yet, she showed not a shred of guilt. So Ken slipped sleeping pills into a batch of freshly baked cupcakes and smiled as he fed one to Bianca. After finishing it, Bianca grew groggy and collapsed onto the bed, fast asleep.

Her body was stiff from the freezing temperatures, and a strange smile still lingered on her face. Witnesses later said that before she died, she kept repeating the same words: "I'm Nina Shaw... I've finally become Nina Shaw..." The police investigated and ruled it death by exposure. No one came forward to claim the body. In the end, the city handled the funeral arrangements. When Samuel heard about it, he was quiet for a long time. Finally, he said, "Some people are their own worst enemies." I couldn't have agreed more. As for Richard, life wasn't kind to him either.

“I didn’t know you were alive until Mateo brought you here.” Faith blinked as she furrowed her eyebrows, “Did Mateo know the truth about me and my mother?” Dika shook her head, “I don’t believe so. Aldo said Karina died of complications. But other says, he killed her and some even say,” she paused. Faith slowly nodded her head, “What do other says, Dika?” She asked.

She actually let slip their secrets during Layla's livestream! I made use of the opportunity and tried to get the people on online forums to take Hazel's side. Perhaps what happened to Hazel was so heartbreaking that even the heavens could not just stand by and do nothing. Everything went pretty smoothly after that. Layla died. Her mother was severely injured, whereas her father was sent to prison. I stood somewhere in the distance the day the Larsons met their downfall. For a moment, I thought I saw Hazel waving her hand at me. In the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of me. She put her arms around me and thanked me.