Love Hashira Death Novels & Stories

Unknown's POV, "Haris is burned to death?" My voice was calm, or I thought I was calm. However, every vein in my body was screaming. Haris, one of my trusted people, died? By whom? A young woman? This was unacceptable. "We found no more traces of that woman. However—" Kaelan hesitated, pulling out a handkerchief from his robes —" We have found traces of abnormality in these ashes. It wasn’t a witch or wizard's flame."

"No. Y Linh, she only spoke Buddha's mind. She killed people not only once, Elsa's death, the old Lotus White case were all related to her.." In the distance, perhaps Thalia did not see, a pair of eyes looked at her as if examining something: "It already knows too much."

“He killed them! He killed one of them!” She slumps against me when she says those last words, her body wracking with sobs that cause my heart to break piece by piece. What the fuck happened here? I don't see Jade, so it can't be her. I turn to Luka, noticing the same look of distress on his face and the pain in his scent. He nods when he sees me looking at him. “The link snapped while we were training; someone in the pack has died.” The one thing Eli and I feared would happen had just come to pass - Helseth called for Kira and when she didn’t respond, he retaliated. Not that I know for sure that’s what happened, but it’s the only thing that makes sense right now.

Liam replied, his voice low and upset over Risa’s actions. “And this monster on the Loudspeaker must have seen that as the funniest thing in the world… isn’t that right, you fucking sicko…” Akira commented, her hatred for the Loudspeaker showing very clearly. “Oh, like you wouldn’t believe,” They replied, with a laugh, “The saddest part was the initial impact didn’t directly kill her, as the file suggested. She was on the ground, thinking about her choices for a good five minutes before the blood loss and pain drove her to death. Nearly made me shed a tear from how tragic it was…”

Seraphine asked her. Elara turned to Seraphine. "It wasn't a normal death, Seraphine," She said to her, tears rolling down her eyes. "Alpha Alaric was poisoned.”

Then the battlefield where Kael bled beside her. But everything she touched, Withered. Burned. Screamed. She passed a mirror. Sirelia looked back. Smiling with Elara’s mouth. Bleeding from Seren’s eyes. She ran harder. She saw Kael, suspended from a tree by a red string, his wolf clawing through the bark to reach him. Lucien, weeping, whispered her name into the soil. Vessa, dying. Killed by her hand. “No.” And then,

"I'm here for something Important or do you already know what I was here for?" "Maybe I have a hint, but I would love to hear it from the horse's mouth." "A Lycan was stabbed mysteriously by the Moon goddess spelled weapon to kill an avatar and he Mysteriously disappeared, I want to know if he truly petrified or he just disappeared." "I'm sorry Tahira but Seven is dead. He took a stab meant for the gars and he will definitely die like the Gars, but his body is hidden somewhere." I wiped the tears that were threatening to come out as I perked up.

CHAPTER XLIII: Death and Love We were given a 15-minute break before the next match begins. So we took that opportunity to lament for Lotus' death. With Glade's magic, we scattered white lilac flowers on the air to guide Lotus' soul to heaven. The fragrant scent of them penetrated our nose. Some of us can’t help it but to cry. We were all disheartened by his lost.

If we could get rid of it, then all the better. “I know of it, yes,” Elder Miriam said. This time she didn't hide the trepidation in her voice, or maybe she couldn't. Maybe she feared Asura as well. “If it is really within Rosalie Blackwood, then the only thing that we can do is to kill Rosalie. Once Rosalie Blackwood’s body is gone, then Asura will have to be sealed back again.” “What is this beast?”Alaric inquired. “It is death, Alpha Alaric. Nothing but death. An all consuming, void like death.”

"Don't... Elowen... don't do it." ​"He’s dying, Elowen," Silas whispered, the needle inches from my throat. "And if he dies here, in the First Life, he never becomes your Shield. He never saves you. He just becomes another body in the furnace." ​The countdown on the monitor hit 01:00. ​The girl on the table began to moan. Her fingers twitched. The violet light began to leak from her closed eyelids, a raw, unstable version of the power I carried.