Last Words Rengoku Death Novels & Stories

And with pain, Alexis noticed how that purity and innocence that he had liked so much when he met him had disappeared from that omega, that so long ago he could hold in his arms. Finished laughing, Luka asked: "Do you know how to kill someone without actually killing him?" "What?" "For several years, I woke up in the night screaming your name, enduring how everyone around me would judge me for the way you destroyed my life. But now, you'll be the one screaming my name in your sleep, and you'll be the one crying when they say hurtful things to you for fucking me. I only have one chance to say who you really are, Alexis Romanov, and don't expect me to waste it."

At the blue graveyard. Drakon. Markos. Leon. Riker. Gone. My chest caves in. I can't breathe. The grief is a physical weight, crushing my lungs. "No," I whisper. "No." "He's dead," Nikos says. "The Wolf is dead." He wipes the spit from his cheek. He reaches out again. This time, I don't have the strength to fight. I lie there, broken, staring at the screen. Nikos places his hand on my stomach.

Riley tore at his wolf's intestine, utterly unbothered by his cries of pain. Naomi came to assist Riley, who let go of Joshua's intestines and went for his throat. Naomi held him down while Riley tore his jugular. Joshua looked at Riley with shock. He never thought the day he would get his hands on her would be the last day of his life and his obsession would become his death. 'Riley ' he whispered as blood oozed from his throat. He tried to stand up, but he lost a lot of blood and he took his last breath with his shocked gaze on Riley.

A moment later, Ren Zhu was dead. I dropped the gun from my hand and shifted to Alex. His eyes were closed. “Don't… you cannot leave me now,” I rasped as tears streamed down my face. I pressed my hand to his chest. There was no heartbeat.

Pain radiating up my legs as I buckle, clutching my heart, tears flowing uncontrollably. Only one word leaving my lips, while my wolf whimpers endlessly. The world fading away as realization hits me. Marcus is dead. That’s my last thought before darkness claims me.

“What do you want me to do? Pretend we’ve never seen worse? I haven't done worse?? He wasn't even tortured before dying. His body wasn't even battered into pieces, being cut off bits by bits while he's alive with so much excruciating pain. He should be grateful…..” “Stop it!” I scream, covering my ears, refusing to hear more of the horrible words. “Just stop it.” Vincenzo appears in the doorway, buttoning his black shirt. “He was reckless,” he says. “He came after you. We just reacted. It’s over.” “It’s not over!” I snap. My voice cracks. “A person is dead!” My chest tightens until it hurts to breathe. “He was my ex, not some stranger.” Nico walks in quietly, eyes shadowed but dry.

“Even CEO Takuto, age 25, is afraid of heights?” —!! The world spun. Rishi turned to face him, moonlight illuminating his expression—unmistakably Risa’s. “What were your last words to me?” he asked. Takuto’s lips trembled. “…See you in the next life.” “Correct.” Rishi—or Risa’s soul—spread his arms wide. “So I came to see you.” The guardrail suddenly gave way.

"Elaborate? How many lives are you on?" "I cannot. Not now anyway." Ren felt the turmoil with his own mental thoughts. "But I will one day. That I can assure you." He did not continue more while walking beside a simple answer to the last question. "This is my 12 I think. As well as my last." The Reap System told him this a while back. The full truth of the matter was that this was his last life as Prince Ren of the Reaper Palace. Ren would be a King rather he liked it or not.

My thoughts drifted briefly toward Tim, toward Frank, toward all the things I should’ve done differently. It's too late now. Kagemoto Kazama aimed the gun directly at me. “You should’ve stayed loyal.” I laughed softly under my breath.“You should’ve died at the gala.” The gun fired. Pain tore through my chest instantly, hot and violent. I gasped sharply, my body jerking against the chair while blood spilled down the front of my shirt. Somewhere far away I heard shouting or maybe my hearing was just fading. Kagemoto Kazama stared down at me calmly while lowering the gun..My vision blurred badly and everything suddenly felt cold. Strangely enough, the last thing that crossed my mind wasn’t Laur

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie