Malty Melromarc Death Novels & Stories

He was the most pathetic thing that I had ever seen in my life and now that very lousy bastard was pointing a gun at me. I did not even have two complete arms to form the Wheel of Death. How am I going to survive now ? “I had a lot of fun with you till the time you did not show me your bitchy attitude and I might have let you go if you hadn’t kneed my nuts but flash alert, bitch !! You are gonna pay for your sins,” Marc growled as he removed the safety clutch of his gun.

His eyes rolled back and his breathing got shallow. Damien kept going because I told him to but his face looked broken. “Stop,” he begged me, “Please he is dying.” “Good,” I said. “Keep fucking him until he stops breathing.” Romanov was holding Marek up now, his arms shaking. Marek’s body jerked one last time and then went completely limp. His head fell forward and blood dripped from his mouth onto the floor. “He is dead” Romanov dropped , his voice cracking. “Marek is dead.”

“Are you telling us that one wolf managed to kill all these men?” Marquis approached Adam’s corpse. “All but one, Your Highness. This body here seems to have been thrown from the mountain, his death likely caused by the impact. We initially thought it might be Archer, but it doesn’t match his physical characteristics.” Malakai inspected the body closely, unaware that it was the man he had pummeled a few weeks ago. He noted that vultures had scavenged most of his face. However, believing that it wasn’t Archer, he dismissed it without further thought.

He unscrewed it, drank the potion in a single motion, and let the empty bottle fall to the floor. “Malric?” I called, rushing to him and gripping his shoulders. His storm-grey eyes slowly cleared, locking onto mine. “I wasn’t about to die.” He pushed up from the floor immediately, like he hadn’t been the one collapsing a few seconds ago. I scrambled up with him, still checking regardless. “Was it an allergy? I checked the food they served you. it didn’t contain…” “It’s a side effect,” he cut in, but not in a dismissive way. He exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening as he held my gaze. “I missed my dose this morning.”

I said as I got up, " And yeah... I'm sure he will be." " How is Malik? I missed that glutton." I laughed hysterically, " As usual! Eating and sleeping like a giant." I was talking with Matilda about random things and suddenly, Marc barged in " Chérie, oh, you replaced me by Luke?" ( Babe) " N..no." She stuttered then we looked at each other startled Pete is dead! " What's wrong?" He asked " Nothing love, just we were talking about you. Long live." She smiled

Severin and Sofia left as soon as they pocketed the spatial rings. Not long after they left, more and more people gathered around after hearing the earlier commotion. Everyone rushed over to try and see what was going on there. "Are these the Marcloids? Their family head and their elders are all warrior emperors… but they're dead now!" The Marcloids were a rather decently strong family, so it came as a huge shock that all their strongest men had died. Ferrol and Betty were also considered to be one of the family's brighter talents, yet the same fate had befallen them too.

Nora said, "Henry suddenly said a few days ago that he wanted to be a groom. I was just trying to help him recover quickly. Don't worry, once we're registered and done with the wedding, I'll immediately apply to the court to revoke the declaration of your death and restore our marriage." I let out a cold laugh and shrugged her hand off me. Staring at the marks all over her body, I said icily, "A fake wedding? If it's just a fake wedding, who gave you all those marks on your body? It seems like our marriage is the fake one!"

"Carmen. What's this about?" Carmen cleared her throat. "I've been meaning to ask, I haven't been seeing Marco anywhere. Did he go on a private assignment?" Mason shook his head. "It seems you didn't hear. Marco is dead." Carmen's jaw dropped. "What?" Mason nodded. "He's dead. He was a snitch, so we killed him off. That's what we do to betrayals." Carmen blinked, completely shocked by the news. "So...so what's next?"

I saw Malachi’s anger; I hadn’t listened in on his conversation while Peter was talking to me. “We’re going home,” Malachi said as he ended his call with Garrick. I felt afraid suddenly, something was very wrong in Alaska and I felt the intense need to get home. “What’s wrong Malachi?” Peter asked him as Malachi rubbed his eyes. “Marrick Goldman, one of my pack members, was just found dead in his house,” Malachi said and my heart sank. “Marrick’s dead? Where’s Susan and the children?” I asked him as I physically felt the pain go through my body.

Whatever the case was, Gerald was then prompted to say, “All of them got wiped out?” “Indeed… After digging a bit deeper, however, their deaths only became more peculiar! You see, they apparently all died during the pledge of the holy water! Not only that, but their bloodline spiritual essence was apparently snatched by someone!” explained Saint Darkwind. Upon hearing about the pledge of the holy water, Gerald was immediately reminded of Daryl. Come to think of it, Christopher Moldell—who was the descendant of Lyndon Moldell—died during the pledge as well, though he was most probably killed by Daryl.