Malty Melromarc Death Novels & Stories

Line after line of text streamed across my vision. My jaw dropped. Thinking my eyes were deceiving me, I rubbed them hard several times. The comments stayed right where they were, stubbornly refusing to vanish. More warnings continued to flood in. "It's over! Jess is almost home! She's walking straight into the trap!" "Jess, your husband is going to find an excuse to leave you alone with Marianne so he can frame you! Whatever you do, don't go inside!" "At exactly 7:10 pm, Marianne will fall to her death. They're setting you up to shoulder the blame for her murder."

“I dinna insight if this is great news or bad.” “How is he taking the news of a soul sucker—uh, an olc—in his midst?” He adjusted himself, but as well late. Ok, well. Nothing he may do around it presently. And it wasn’t like Cedric didn’t know the mate Marc had murdered for was a Dull Fae.

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.

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you have any idea what the hell you are saying, Beta Julian?" There was silence at the other end of the call. Julian's voice was heard once more. "I know what I just said, Alpha. We found Selene's corpse deep inside the Dark Forest." Fenris felt his world fall apart. A deep growl exploded from deep inside his throat. His eyes turned red as he punched violently at the wall next to him. "No! This isn't possible! How could she be dead?! How can she be dead?!" My brother, Damian, jumped with shock from Fenris' action. He felt a tightness in his throat. "Fenris, who died?"

I tried to peek. The moment I reached for the bond, my stomach dropped. Nothing. Not just blocked. Not just walled off. Empty. Gone. I frowned, a slow dread creeping up my spine. “What the hell happened to her?” I asked, turning to Alpha Greagor. His gaze sharpened, that unnervingly calm voice of his cutting through the morning air. “It’s confirmed. Via the alpha link—Marigold was killed. Buried in the woodland just behind Whiteland Villa. Hamlet and Alex poisoned her milk.”

"I'm not sure because I didn't pay much attention to the news either. But wasn't the cause of Garrett's late father's death actually an accident?" The year 2017 was indeed a year when Elice was not yet involved in the business world and all its hustle and bustle. But for some explosive news, she certainly would not overlook it. Take, for example, the news of PT. Lameela's bankruptcy. To confirm her suspicion, Elice opened the G****e search engine on her computer. Using the keyword "cause of death of Allan Alexander Morales," she searched for the news she needed. One by one, Elice opened each article that appeared. And Elice's suspicion was right. The cause of Allan Alexander Morales' death w

We were gone a lot longer than we planned to be. We walked up the stairs and opened the door to our apartment. Emily was sitting on the couch with a look of fear in her eyes. She was holding Zyria in her arms. "Where have you been? " she asked. She looked around us, "Where's Malcom?" I plumped down next to her and Roman remained by the door, still, in shock, I think. "He..." I took a deep breath before continuing. "He killed the Death Stalker, but looking into his eyes it was as if he had turned feral with rage. Then he took off into the night with its head still in his mouth." I think I am going to throw up!

Marielle hesitated. “Your uncle.” Caelric's expression hardened. “My father's brother?” “Yes.” “He's dead.” Marielle looked away. “I thought so too.” Caelric froze. Seraphina's heart began pounding. “What do you mean?” Marielle looked at him. “Your uncle was reported dead after leaving the country.” “Reported?” “Yes.” “Was he actually dead?” “I don't know.” Caelric stared at her. “You knew this and never told me?” “I was trying to protect you.”

I nodded my head at him. " if you don't mind me asking sir, what did you do to them?" The man asked but I didn't answer him because I didn't know what to say. I wanted them to trust me. " never mind that, where is your delta?" I asked and he looked down. " he died of a rogue attack two months ago sir." I nodded my head and continued with my questions. " did any of you know of a Malachi?" I asked and I heard a sharp inhale coming from the man.

[Malcolm Beans was one of the most popular chocolate producers in the early nineties, he was a very rich business tycoon, his product is far known apart from Singapore, and his product is everywhere he is the founder of Mal chocolate, and everyone knows him as a single for years because he had never talked about his family nor had they appear on any social function with him but on his dying bed, he declares he had a child but he never discloses if it's a boy or a girl, he died of heart disease but most people said he was poison by his best friend. "What?" Dylan yelled as Lauren took the last part, "How could a dead man have access to their company and be using his account after death?" "This