Mari Death Novels & Stories

she struggled to say and I smirked. “You fucking bitch made a big mistake coming here, but it's only a mistake on your end, Not mine. Killing you like this would be too easy. Why don't we start by cutting those fingers one by one and then feeding the rest of your body to the sharks?” I tinted my head to the side, my eyes dark. Tears rolled down her eyes, but those were nothing compared to what I felt when I saw Ma'am Mariam on the kitchen counter, stabbed and shot countless times. Damn it, Mariam was family.

Out of all the men in this world she hated him a little less. "He is bearable." "Then marry him and have your own children...My Layla is dead so I have no purpose to live anyways-" The words were stopped as Marianna held the male's sleeve as if a child refusing to let go. "What about me? Are you going to leave me?" "My time has come Marianna-" "How am I going to live without you!" The female screamed and she did not even know why she reacted that way...this person infront of her may command her to die and she would do that too.

Someone I'll never get to see again. Unless Headmaster Stroud is right and he faked his own death. That's another thing that doesn't make any sense. Why would he do that? Could it be he was running from someone? The Silver Hunters? No. That makes no sense. He would take me with him. I shake my head. "There's too much going on right now. If one more piece of information makes it way into my brain my head will explode." "I'm sorry," Alice mumbles. She squeezes my shoulder. "At least you have your date with Gregory to look forward to. That's something, right?"

I wasn’t shocked because I knew who she was. “Where is Maria?” I asked, hoping what I was thinking wasn’t what happened. “She’s dead. She died horribly. After being turned into a slave pack, her neck was snapped and she was hung until she rotted.” What a horrible way to die. I wasn’t yet satisfied. Why did it take so long for me to come here for my revenge? “What about Miller?” “You mean the pack doctor?” “Yes.” “He died long before Maria’s death.” What the heck! I trained a lot for my revenge, yet they were already killed before I could take my revenge.

“Yes. Sleep or a better yet, death. You see, vampires live forever and that Rosaliyah, is a curse and a blessing. Living forever without the fear of growing old but a years of living do take a toll on you. So much things happening in your life that peace through death was the best decision one would ever made.” “Why do your parents choose death? Do they not… love each other enough to live another century?” Don’t get her wrong. She rather run away from him but seeing Marco do have interesting story that may keep her company while her mates come for her. “Oh, they do. Very much. Hence they took their own life together.” The smirk he ha don his face brought chills down her spine. “Wait, Marie…

She only wanted to have a peaceful life with Liam but then hearing him say that he did make Elizabeth pregnant is too much for her to bear. "NO! NO! NOOOO!!!!!!" she shouted so loud when she saw the darkness filled her whole space. She died in front of the woman who took her man, she died in the arms of the man who promise to love only her, she died not being able to tell anybody that what they heard was a lie, she died with everything taken from her. *AT PRESENT TIME* "NOOOO!!!!" Mari shouted as she was woken up by her friend who is beside her. They are inside the airplane where she fell asleep during the flight.

She lowered her head, her voice sounding too sad. Mari was a widow who had lost her husband, Alpha Orion, just few weeks ago. "Have you been able to gather any information regarding his death?" Kellan asked. Instantly, Mari's eyes shone, tears just hanging onto her lids. They then began to fall, causing circles on her dress and on the table in front of her. "I just want justice for my husband's death, my king. I have a strong feeling that one of us present here, was responsible for his death."

He asked, "Why did you drink so much, Mom?" Mariam seemed particularly sorrowful. "Exactly when are you going to avenge your father, Cedric? He died a horrible death, and yet they are living the best life out there. I hate them. I just hate them so much!" Mariam added in a drunken voice, "I can't wait for it anymore. I want Zayne and Tobias dead!" Then, she burst into laughter. "I almost did it yesterday. I saw with my own eyes how the truck was headed toward Tobias. He was about to be smushed flat as a pancake and die on the spot. Why? Why would anyone charge forward and save him?"

She orders firmly. I chuckle at her false bravado and rise from my perch to begin my story. “Several years ago, an angel betrayed the Council and nearly destroyed it until a friend of mine, Mathias, stopped him. Unfortunately, the man had an accomplice. Her name is Marael. She was a witch who was killed and resurrected for nefarious purposes. The problem was that Marael lost her magic the day she died. Since then, she has made it her mission to kill her coven and set a plan to regain her powers.”

I refuse to let him die! But a sudden ball of pain slammed into my chest like a boulder and sent me flying several metres away from him. The world tilted, then stilled. My breath caught as something inside me tore apart in the midst of the pain. Cold. Empty. Gone. Then I felt it. Heard it loud in my ears. The snap of the bond that connected us. He was… Mariel was… Dead. And in that moment, something inside of me died with him.