Maysilee Donner Death Novels & Stories

Danny said. “Mishka is dead,” Pasha cut him off, and their eyes bulged out in shock. “What!!” They both shrieked and Maya’s eyes turned misty. “This can’t be true!” “She was travelling on a bus and…. Bus is brutally crashed, no one survived.” Pasha said, and Maya covered her mouth in shock. “I need to call mom. I am sorry,” She said, walking away, while Danny was at a loss for words.

“Michelle looked at Kevin’s body, and then she remembered what I’d said—about the baby, their baby, when I ran into the hall.” May’s breath hitched, and she closed her eyes, trying to keep her composure. “Though she hadn’t been in control, her wolf had heard me. She knew. The realization hit her like a tidal wave. She believed she’d lost everything—her mate, her baby… everything.” May took a deep, unsteady breath. “She took her own life on the spot. Right there in front of everyone.” The weight of her words settled over the room like a suffocating fog. I could feel the despair radiating off her as she buried her face in her hands for a moment, gathering the strength to continue.

“But it's true. Mr. Dwayne died in an accident whilst taking his bath last Tuesday's morning; he slipped and broke his head, but it was too late before Ms. Fellers could arrive at the scene.” “If this is true as you've said; how come no one knows about this and a word hasn't gone out about the news yet.” One of the executives countered, still dwelling in disbelief. “—not even the media?” “How do you expect such drastic news to be published?” Aunt Elsie butted in, her voice was sharp, and her gaze wasn't friendly. “Don't you understand? Ms. Fellers is in a bad condition at the moment, who would want to have such news published?”

Today was amazing and exhausting. My phone beeped. Tim had sent me an email, a link to an article. I clicked it. My blood turned cold as tears filled my eyes. It was a news article, with a bold a headline that read; ‘FORMER MODEL GENEVIEVE MEYERS AND TWO YEAR OLD DAUGHTER, DEAD IN A CAR ACCIDENT’ The former model who had been engaged to marry the Billionaire heir Mason Livingston…. My phone fell from my trembling fingers before I could read any further.

On the dark cards were words imprinted in dazzling red. - Death Notice! Subject: Alice Wrongdoing: murder Execution Date: April 10, 2021 Agent: Death Judge - Passing Notice! Subject: Morrison Wrongdoing: assault, murder Execution Date: April 10, 2021 Agent: Death Judge - "Passing Judge? Live execution?" Alice was holding the cards firmly, and she was shuddering with dread. As of now, Morrison emerged from the estate. With a delicate crash, the vehicle entryway was pulled open, and Alice bounced once more.

Cara by my side didn't utter a single word, just listened to what he had to say. He cleared his throat, preparing himself to break the news on us, "Also, the medical examiner found out that the cause of death wasn't the fire," My eyebrows pulled together as I assessed his next words, "It was a gunshot to the chest." He said, his words sucking all the oxygen from the room. "What?" I shot out. "What do you mean?" Cara gasped. "We don't have enough information right now," He said, "The investigation about the whole incident is still on, so don't worry, we'll figure out who did this."

NEWS REPORT “Mrs. Suzan Anderson, a renowned celebrity known for owning multiple spas and boutiques across the country, has passed away. She died on the 18th of May, 2027, after a battle with cervical cancer. Her family is currently in deep grief and mourning. Many have described her as a kind and generous woman—indeed, a philanthropist. Several public figures, including Mrs. Joan Wilson, have expressed their condolences. She will be remembered for her impact and compassion.

The gentle look in his eyes as he spoke was particularly jarring to me, and I could only stare at him in a daze. It seemed like after two years, Isabella Rossi had finally gotten her wish. Tomorrow, the murderer who had killed my child and me would officially become the Don's wife in a glorious wedding ceremony. She would be the new Donna. Even though I had died long ago, I still felt a chilling cold that seeped deep inside of me, as though I still had a body and bones. Matteo focused his attention back on the body that had been laid on the ground, coldly ordering his men to cut it open.

Theo said. " This shouldn't have happened? Maya doesn't deserve this". Mrs. Williams sobs. "How is he going to react to her death". Ryan said. " Don't say that, Maya is not dead, I am sure of it". Mia said. Everyone became silent as they fell back into mourning. Meanwhile, the news spread around the world and Amanda was declared wanted by the police. The girls couldn't hold their grieve as they mourned over Maya's death. "Why her? She is too innocent for this". Andrea sobs.

"Don't speak nonsense! My daughter is right here. She only sprained her ankle. How can you blatantly jinx her when she's right here?" The reporter paused and took out a phone to check something. "Ms. Saddler, I think you've misunderstood. The one who died from the accident at the venue was your elder daughter, Ms. Flora Saddler, not the one beside you now." Mom's expression turned grim and displeased instantly. The reporter continued pressing, "As her spotter, you failed to notice the danger she was in in time. Regarding this, is there anything you'd like to say to the public?"