Mari Death Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry." "Don't be." Mariya walked to the window. "I've made my peace." --- Lucien lowered his gun. "Mariya. The money. The accounts. The empire. Is it really over?" She turned. "Yuri was the last. The others are dead or in prison or in hiding. There's no one left to carry on Dmitri's legacy." "And you?" She smiled. Small. Sad. "I'm going to spend whatever time I have left trying to make amends."

Her presence is ruining it. "Cas!" she yells again. "Enough!" I grind my teeth, my arms shaking, and look back down to the man. He's stopped moving, dead from blood loss. Snapping his neck won't do anything now. Damn. What a waste. Mariam takes a few steps forward with her hands held out. She licks her lips nervously. "Let him go, Cas," she says slowly. "He's dead. Come on, honey. Come down from that mountain. Follow me down here, please?"

Dev cries out, completely wrapped up in the story. Citra carries on as if he hadn’t spoken. “Sometime in all of the abuse, he had marked her. And in her weakened, human state, she was dying. She had enough time to tell Marie what happened before she died in her sister’s arms.” “Fuuuuuuck!” Liam drawls out and several others chorus the sentiment. “What happened to Marie?” Charlie asks.

Kharo The second death happened in the kitchen. Mara. Mid-forties. Head cook for the past decade. A woman who'd never harmed anyone, who'd spent her life feeding the pack, making sure everyone was nourished and cared for. She collapsed while preparing breakfast, the curse overtaking her so fast she didn't even have time to cry out. By the time I arrived, she was already gone. Black veins fading from her skin, her face frozen in an expression of surprise rather than pain.

Marietta said, motioning towards the door. “Holy Shit ! ! !” Cloris said as she ran towards the door stopping the teary eyed Marie. “Leaving this room now equates to your death which is equivalent to your eternal doom even when you get to the world beyond, which I’m sure you won’t like. You also know how the commander is, he can order that your entire family be burnt alive with no one to hold him responsible … Please Marietta, let me do the little I can to save you” Cloris said, almost in tears “But you know we can’t get far … we would be caught” Marietta insisted.

you should have your coffin ready' The voice of laughter just disappeared into the air. "Marin are you okay"- Marin looked so worried. "I have nothing" Marin has never had a feud with anyone since she was a child, so why did she come out today with a voice demanding to kill her? I have to stay calm to deal with the situation. Marin raised her face to the sky and sighed, glancing absently across the terrace. There was a shadow standing on the rooftop where the girl fell. Disappeared and nowhere to be seen. Is this girl's death done by people or is it done by the devil?

Her smiling face, framed by that same dark hair, those same green eyes that used to look at him like he was the only man in the world. Behind him, he heard Marielle walk up to where he sat, where he was stalking Elara Harrington. “That can't be her,” she said quietly. “Lucia's dead. She died in that accident.” “Join the club.” He didn't look up from the screen, scrolling slowly through her photos like a man obsessed. “Doesn't change the fact that she's sitting right here in front of me, very much alive.” “Is this what you’ve been doing?” Marielle's voice sharpened. “All those late nights, all the times you wouldn't say where you were going…was it because of her?”

They could have taken more time to love each other because Juliet had already taken a sample of their target's magical signature but unfortunately, they decided not to let their son go out alone today. Ricky not only died without a body to bury but his soul was also extinguished earlier this day which had granted him true death without any chance for later resurrection. It was them or that man. There was no other choice. Someone between them had to die this day. "Gate Open!" a few minutes later, two hearts went out of their way to journey towards the murky trails of revenge. ____________________ "I won again, Maru!" the wood nymph jumped in glee after she had thrown another of those six face

“That confirms it then. Maren is truly dead.” “The cause of death, however, is still unknown.” Richard said. “What do you mean?” “She was killed by someone and staged to look like an accident. Maren doesn’t drink. The state of her body when we retrieved it made it clear she wasn’t in any position to fight back at the time of her death.” “Someone murdered her?” Aurelian pressed. “Not just someone.” Richard’s voice went cold. “The Omega. She’s back.” Aurelian kept his expression still. “What gives you that impression?”

“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.”