Left For Dead 2 Rochelle Novels & Stories

It’s more than clear that she’s dead, but he doesn’t want to accept it. He doesn’t speak a word with me, he doesn’t even acknowledge me. The minute the rogues are either killed or apprehended, he turns his attention on Ruelle, sees her bleeding out, and takes her away. I’m still dazed with shock. I can't believe what just happened had actually happened. I sit on the mossy ground wet with Ruelle’s blood, my eyes unfocused. Ruelle’s dead. She’s actually dead. She won’t be stealing my scent anymore; she won’t be kissing Theon anymore. She won’t be living as his mate anymore.

Zacho pushed Rachelle back quickly with his sword, and as she struggled to regain her balance, he smirked and struck with his palm. That strike was lightning-fast. Rachelle was unable to avoid it and was struck in the shoulder. A groan could be heard immediately. Rachelle shivered and collapsed to the ground. She took several steps backward as her delicate face paled and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. Zacho, suspended in mid-air, looked condescendingly at Rachelle. "Rachelle Lloyd, your sect master, has died. Do you believe a woman like you can change the tide?

“Don’t call me until you fix what you’d done wrong.” The line went dead. The scarred man laughed softly, almost pitying. “Damn. Your brother’s cold.” He stepped closer. “Guess you’re useless to us now.” He raised the gun and pointed it at me. “Let’s just hope you’re worth something after you’re dead.” … “Don, we’ve searched everywhere,” Lorenzo said, stepping up beside Matteo. “Looks like the Moretti cleaned out the place after they killed that woman.” He held something small in his hand.

C managed to catch it right out of the air, and it happened so fast I didn't even see him make a move. The metal hissed against his palm. Every hunter instantly shifted formation. Not around him. Around me. Target acquisition. My stomach dropped. Not captive. Not victim. Threat. There it was. The final illusion dying quietly inside my ribs. There was no going back. Elias’s voice echoed coldly through the cathedral. “Selene Virell is deceased.” The words hit harder than any weapon. “She ceased to be human the moment she turned.” Some of the hunters glanced at each other uncertainly - I knew a few of them, we had been through training together, and we had been wounded together too.

one of the Hunters–who must be their leader–shouts. The acrid smoke from the main building fills the air. Though the building is still standing, from where I’m hidden I can see the damage to the second floor. Tears fill my eyes, and I blink them away. I’ve failed. I didn’t get the coin, and I haven’t saved Alec. Unless we both find a way to sneak off this island, we’re as good as dead. If he’s smart, then he’s already left. He had a chance to slip away while I had the Silver Hunters distracted, and I really hope he took it.

"You want your sweetheart dead, you heartless beast?" I could tell Felix was wrestling with something inside his dark eyes. They were fluttering back and forth, almost spastic, as if his mind was racing with a million thoughts. He knew the answer I was looking for, but he also was looking to protect something, too. Pressing the metallic point harder, I saw blood start seeping out of Rochelle's chest as she bellowed, "Ahhhhhhh!" Her tears were dropping as fast as the blood. "Mateo."

Better to burn them all and give myself a clean slate. I struck a match, dropped it on the floor, and walked out without looking back. From across the street, I watched the house go up in flames. The orange glow lit up the whole block. The fire department and the cops would be here soon. They would find a charred body inside—I had paid off a friend at the morgue for an unclaimed female corpse. Isabella Torrino would die in that fire. Isabella Rossi would be reborn somewhere else. My phone rang. It was my mother, Sofia.

After some time the fog clears and a gasp leaves my mouth when I see a heap of dead bodies in bludgeoned condition which rises a bile in my throat and I end up puking my guts out. "Fuck! They have taken Rochelle with them! They were Edward Whitford's men." I hear Brandon scream and run towards the exit like a mad man while Hunter stands in a corner like an iron statue with no emotions on his face. He faced a shameful defeat for the first time. He planned this attack to abduct Rochelle from under our nose. The war hasn't ended but just begin! Note :- Rochelle has her separate book as an enemy's captive who loves her like a mad man and will go to any length to make her fall for him.

"It's a looped space! There's no exit! Whether it's the door or the window, it's all a dead end!" On my third pass by the 16th-floor window, I saw a face—No. 99 stood there, sans his mask. He just looked down at me plummeting over and over. His eyes were full of deep pity as he reached out through the window, a handgun in his grip. "Stop wasting your energy." His voice cut through the wind, faint but unnervingly clear. "The boundary is hard-locked. You're not going to find a bug." Bang. A bullet pierced my skull in midair. [Seventh loop over. Player has died.]

Michelle must have landed on my baby just right to cause him harm. I saw red as Michelle laughed. She was pale and losing too much blood. She knew she was dead but she was happy I was losing my baby. I didn’t even hesitate as I lunged for her and sank my teeth into her neck. Her head was back laughing so I had perfect view and little resistance as I ripped her neck off and stared into her eyes as her life left them.