Man Dying Novels & Stories

I swallowed one after another, especially when he began to speak. "Death is just around the corner. Waiting, watching. Your destiny is written. In the time it will happen. Truth and suffering are attached. Pain, separation and death. Hatred and loss. The end is near." The fact that I did not understand what he said was going to sting my face. Yet I knew full well that was not good news for me. For us. When the old man closed his eyes and woke up again, he immediately touched me with worried eyes. "Stay away from him, right now Mary." What he said immediately angered me. So I immediately stood up and removed his hand that was holding mine.

We have an old rule in our town. Any family with twins must choose one to make an example out of. That is the way to discipline one’s children and ensure they grow up well. Born four minutes before my brother, I became that example. When my brother snuck out to swim in the river, Mom didn’t scold him. Instead, she pressed my head into the river again and again. She finally stopped when my brother cried, yelling that he would never go to the river again. When my brother forgot to switch on the rice cooker, Mom came back home from work only to realize that the rice was still uncooked in the pot. She then served me two bowls of uncooked rice. “Finish them and don’t leave a single grain be

“But I'm grateful. Elena was an important part of my life, and I will always respect the memories we shared.” Vivian's expression slowly softened. She understood what he was doing. One of the guests who knew me looked at Vivian. “I remember when Elena use to come for shopping. What actually happened to her?” The room became quiet again. Adrian's hand tightened slightly around Vivian's shoulder. “She died,” he answered. The words struck me harder than I expected. Not because I didn't know he believed I was dead. But because he said it so easily. “She died in an accident,” he continued. “It was a painful period for me. I eventually had to move forward.”

David, Mike and Raul walked in, and I knew right away that something serious had gone down. “Dad what is going on?” Alexi asked. “Last night Mano and his father were killed execution style. Dontay and Shayla are missing. Mano’s wife was also found dead. It appears she was tortured and raped prior to being killed execution style as well. The house was then set on fire, but since it was so damn wet because of the snow the fire didn’t do the damage or cover up the murders like planned.” David explained.

Mandy was petting me, Calvin was done with the call he sneaked it back in his pockets. Mandy got up slowly and asked "So what did they say? Is he really... " she stopped noticing the dim stare from Calvin. He's actually dead. "He got involved in a terrible accident, he lost a lot of blood since the accident had a a lot of impact he died before he could get treated, this shit ain't fair." Calvin said looking at me with pity being that the news kicked me to the curb. "Quinn? " Mandy shakes me gently. "Say something." she echoed, I quickly get up and went to my suitcase I didn't bother to unpack and took out a hoodie.

They retained full health benefits, and their monthly expenses would be covered for the rest of their lives. Max had to hold the man up in the end, while reminding him that real men die with honor. I granted him the small mercy of a quick death, looking into his petrified eyes as my blade sliced through his carotid artery. He slumped to the ground, and as if it were a sign, the men sat back down and opened their envelopes.

No one said anything for a moment and the silence stretched uncomfortably and heavy. I broke it. “I still don’t understand,” I said, my voice flat, almost bored, like I was discussing something trivial instead of trying to make sense of the fact that the only person who had ever been my family was now dead on a cold floor somewhere. “How does a grown, powerful man just… die like that?” My gaze lifted slowly to meet Dante’s. “Inside your pack.” No answer came immediately because there wasn’t one.

Turned on the TV just for noise. Some afternoon talk show. Then the show cut away suddenly BREAKING NEWS flashed across the screen. I glanced up, annoyed. Probably another update about the investigation. More speculation about Alfred’s guilt. But the news anchor’s face was serious in a different way. Grim. “We’re interrupting our regular programming to bring you breaking news out of the county. Political activist and gubernatorial candidate Patrick Mane has died following a single-vehicle accident on Highway 94 this morning.” The teacup slipped from my hand.

All clear. "Clear.." Immediately he was jerked up and the machine continued to beep and show some lines. The doctor checked his pulse and shook his head. "Time of Death 12pm!" He said. "Noo!" Melanie screamed and pushed all the doctors standing in her away. She immediately went towards Dan and held his hand. He was looking so pale and cold. "Dan, you can't do this to me. You can't. You love me remember. You said you will never leave me, so why are you doing this. Get up now!" She yelled hitting his chest repeatedly.

I looked at him with wide eyes. "He is dead." He said and I was numb... the man who haunted me in my dreams since childhood is dead. "My men found his old place and traced him and found out that a few years ago he died of a terminal illness. Some even said he had AIDS." He said and I was shocked... that man had Aids... if he had raped me then even I... god... I was shivering and Aiden stood up and hugged me.