Novel & Cerita Mari Death

She grabbed the remote and then increased the volume. Concerning the death of a human, Mirabel Lewiston, the Police Department has concluded that Margarita Freeman, the daughter of the renowned beta Freeman, is indeed the murderer. Currently, a search is being held to…’ “Fucking hell!” Marianna's hands trembled excessively, to the extent the remote fell from her hands. Disbelief was the sole thing spread evenly on her face, as her legs gave way and she fell to her knees. “Th-th-this can't be!!”

Something cold and unplaceable moved through my chest, the same disorienting familiarity I'd felt looking at the scar near Ethan's temple, the same unease I'd felt when the ring fit my finger with an accuracy that should have been impossible for a guess. "What happened to him?" I asked quietly. Marcus opened his mouth to answer, and I watched something shift in his expression, hesitation, loyalty, the particular calculation of a younger brother deciding how much of someone else's private history was his to share. "That's not really my story to tell," he said finally, gentler than his earlier teasing. "But I'll say this. Whatever he told you about why he agreed to this marriage, whatever busi

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

"The archduchess does not deserve to die!" shouted Maria, once again having another discussion with the two fragments of her inner consciousness, Light Maria and Dark Maria. "Such a nice woman definitely does not deserve to die." Light Maria sagely nodded her head in agreement. "Saying that she's a nice woman is not going to help us. I mean, how did she die in the novel?" questioned Dark Maria, who was floating in the air, eating a hamburger for some reason.

"I know, Kali. But we have no choice. They will soon get what they want from Lanz. And Mari is... she's, she is dying." He knew the owner of the two voices. It is Jacoben and Mrs. Dapit. They both sound in distress. She knows how unmannerly it is to listen to other people's private conversations, but she feels a strange curiosity. She bit her lips and carefully positioned her ear closer to the door. "What do you mean Mari is dying?" Mrs. Dapit sounded worried. "She is being taken care of by the best doctors we have here. Victor will not let her daughter die! He needs her blood. He needs her alive!"

“It's not about that right now. Everyone kept telling you about the difficulties she was facing, especially with the high-ranking werewolves. You have turned a blind eye to the consistent bullying she goes through daily” I knew Alf was angry and he was getting at something, his words would have provoked me if the situation was different right now, but I could see what he was talking about before my eyes and I knew he was right. “If she gets to the point where she can no longer endure this suffering again and she gives up, she would die. And you know what that means for us too, right?” If Serena dies, because of the curse upon me, it means I would also die too. Since I was to mark my mate bef

The knife is heavy against my thigh, but I do not know how to reach for it without alerting Marius to its existence. “Yes,” Marius continues. “Soon, this will all be just a bad memory. And you will learn to conduct yourself better in future as my wife, and lady of the Borderlands. Otherwise you may find yourself meeting the same fate as your mother.” My insides turn to ice. “My mother died of illness.” “No. She was murdered.” He laughs coldly. “Oh, didn’t you know?” A battle rages inside me, as vicious as the one I can hear in the distance. The demand for answers fights the demand for blood. “What are you talking about?”

I tell him, he staggers back and looks from me to Killian and Lachlan and the look on their faces must finally convince him that I'm not lying. “No, my baby girl, that's not possible.” He said and he had tears in his eyes, this was too much for me to handle and Killian must've sensed that because he came forward and took my hand. “I am so sorry for your loss Daniel. Mari has been dead for a few days now but we had someone cast a spell to preserve her body so that we could bring her back here and give her a befitting burial as a member of the pack.” Killian said.

Nick asked. “A traitor no but someone we can save yes” Rita replied. “And that is…” I motioned for Rita to elaborate before finally everything clicked into place. “Marie” I whispered. Nick’s POV “Marie had her heart ripped out in f**king front of me. She was dead, sat there right in front of me for hours until beta Roger removed her. It can’t be possible” I shouted at Jake, Haze whining in my mind at the mentioning of our dead mate.

' she added in her mind. "Maybe or maybe not." "Anyway have you heard about the death of the Floral and her handmaid?" "No, are you trying to say Floral is dead?" Mari asked. "Yes, just got to hear about it a few minutes ago." "What could have killed her?" "We don't know yet but we are hoping to find out who killed her." 'Well good luck in finding the killer.' Mari said in her mind. "I have to go, I will come back again, though I don't know when." Mari announced.