Mari Death Novels & Stories

Marianna questioned with large balls of tears rolling down her cheeks. Gloria laughed heartily, but it ended abruptly. “For Mariah to die and you to live will be an abomination. Someone as worthless as you shouldn't live, Marianna. Now get out. Out!” Soon, Marianna could be seen walking shakily towards her basement for a room. Once she arrived, she flung herself on the sturdy mat. Tears filled her eyes immensely as she shut them gently. No matter how unpleasant the situation was, she was going to die.

Lovato cried out as he pulled her falling body closer to him. "My love….I...I'm…" Mariza gasped, as she sucked in the cold air. "No, you can't leave me," Lovato reminded her. "I can't.... I can't lose you again..." "L-L...love..you"-Her voice was only a whisper now as she coughed out a volume of blood..."my dearest sir, who would have thought I'd be so lucky to find a man...as perfect as you-"That was it. There was no more left Marisa could say for Lovato. She was empty–just a lump of flesh - no life left in her whatsoever, she was truly and utterly dead ..

I whisper. Kieran doesn’t move. “I will not.” “You have to.” My voice trembles now. “I’m not going to be the reason the system you built turns you into something that can’t feel.” “Nora.” “If you keep choosing me,” I say quietly, “eventually the Weave will stop you.” Kieran steps closer. “I am Death,” he says softly. “No one dies unless I allow it.” His gaze never leaves mine. “And I will not allow your life to end.”

And it doesn't mean that I, being here, can help them. "Reges, tell me where the house of the person who spread the virus in this village is," I requested. Instead of answering, the couple exchanged glances. They seemed to be searching for signals on how to answer my question. I knew it, something is not right here. "The person who spread the virus is already dead, Seraphine," Marilyn said fearfully. "He was the first to be infected and the first to die from the virus." "What?" I was shocked and couldn't believe it. "You shouldn't have let him die! You know my abilities, I can't detect anything if the subject is already dead! You should have brought me before he died!"

I cried out, desperately. Mariella straightened up, a glint of malice in her eyes. "Oh, Nicole, my dear, you really think I care about the details? Mistake or not, you caused his death. And this," she gestured around the room, her voice dripping with venom, "this is my way of exacting revenge. Tim's death was a painful blow to me." “I didn’t kill him” I muttered. Mariella's eyes flashed with rage as she interrupted me, slamming her hand on a nearby table. "Shut up!" she spat. She scrolled through her phone swiftly, finding a video that seemed to serve her twisted purpose. With a triumphant smirk, she handed me the device.

Who was that… she wasn’t lying, her eyes said everything. “You have blood on your hands,” Ace said quietly. Rose froze, looking at her hands. There was nothing. “Huh?” He laughed softly. “She doesn’t remember, does she?” “Mari isn’t dead. Killing her body just gave her a chance to move into another,” Rose added, watching his reaction. Ace froze mid-step. “Meaning?” “Every time Mari dies, her soul lingers and enters the nearest body. That’s why I ran. I didn’t want to be a pawn,” she said. His back was turned, so she didn’t see the faint, satisfied smile on his lips.

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

“Alpha… It's Beta Marius. We went to the dungeons to check on him. See how he’s doing and possibly ask him some more questions. But…. But…” “But what?” I barked at him. All the patience drained from me. “Beta Marius is dead… he’s dead.” Zeta said from inside. The words drained all the blood from my face, I staggered where I stood. Then blinked, I looked up and found Mara’s eyes on me. “Damon… take it easy.” She said, “you both should come in first.” But I didn’t listen to her words as I took off the robe and shifted aggressively. I took off in a hurry, with one destination in mind.

She thought she'd killed every feeling left in her, but right now, seeing Sandra who was always smiling, cry, made her eyes water badly. She looked away, wiping the stray tear from her eyes with her thumb. The whole of Khaos knew it. Mirielle was dead. ****** "Dad...."Maren gasped as she walked into his study, rushing towards him, "I'm..... going to die." "What are you talking about?" Wyatt stood up from his chair as he bent towards his daughter. His wife rushed into the study, almost immediately. "Maren," she called, shock written all over her face.

“After all the pain she went through, especially at the hands of that insane Lycan. It would be a tragedy if she was being punished in the afterlife too.” “Hands of the Lycan, you say?” Chanda asked, to seem curious. “Yes. My friend is the dead Luna. Chanda was her name.” Mariam lowered her tone to a whisper. “Her body was found at the end of the cliff at the back of the pack’s house. Everyone in Goda pack is divided on what actually happened to her. Some believe the Velkan pushed her over the cliff, because he always showed public disdain towards her. Others believed she killed herself, because she couldn’t handle the pain anymore. At least that is what the Lycan announced. They called it a