Might Guy Death Novels & Stories

Outside the iron door, the sound of high heels faded away once more. At 25, I died there.

"These swindlers are getting too brazen!" My body finally gave out. I vomited a mouthful of black blood and collapsed, the world fading around me. The last thing I heard before I closed my eyes was the officer's frantic shout. "Contact his family! Hurry!"

"Congratulations, Lucian. You have completed the mission. I will soon depart. Before I go, I have a few gifts for you." One video after another played before my eyes. After I died in that world, Mavis sold off all her assets in a desperate attempt to bring me back to life. In the end, she was left with nothing. Even after losing everything, she failed to wake me. Because of my departure, everything I had given her was stripped away. Mavis soon got into another car accident. But this time, there was no one to shield her. She could only endure the agony of ruptured organs on her own.

*WARNING* It has killing scene and gore. If you are not comfortable then read at your own risk. Thank you~ ••• Lucas signalled to one of his men who had been holding Diego's henchmen by both arms and the man in black nodded upj getting the signal from his boss. He switched his hands to the neck of Diego's man and within the snap of fingers the man was lying dead on the floor with blood pooling out from his mouth. Yes! With just one swing the cracking sound of his bones resonated and the man was dead. Lucas skimmed around the hall in order to spot the after but Diego was still hiding like a cowed that Lucas called him out once again

Her eyes narrowed when she saw a familiar figure of the man. They're the same men she and Jucel followed earlier. What were they doing here? "Oh? Garu's dead," one of the men cackled with glee. "He finally snapped a thread!" Chloe couldn't believe what she heard. They were laughing at someone's death. She didn't even know how the pot-maker died. There's only one way to know about it. "Heh! He's just one of the pawns. Mai knew he will eventually be useless."

The sachet of instant coffee went into the mug of hot water, and still nothing. Wait— I moved closer to the screen to make sure I was seeing what they were displaying properly. "Kael Romano, who is suspected to be part of the infamous Mancini Mafia, was declared dead an hour ago after getting into a major accident while being pursued by the police." I read the display again and tried to make sense of it. He was dead. Ho- The word got caught in my throat as the video of a car blowing up showed on the TV immediately. It was on fire, the firefighters moving in, and I felt the mug in hand drop to the floor when I saw the paramedics bring out a burnt body.

" He's got a weakness for women. It's easier to kill him when you're both rolling in the hay." Ginny sipped her coffee, her eyes watchful as the men surrounded my corpse on the bed. " What a mess," the stout man said. " He's a goner for sure." Ginny left the window and came over. " I don't get it. Is it just me or doesn't this looks strange to you guys." The men stared at her. " That he's alive?" Ginny snapped her fingers at them. " Bingo. This guy was shot five times to the back last I saw him. He died. We all confirmed it. How on Earth is he alive?"

"How's that possible?" Chad paused and looked at Grayson, puzzled. "What do you mean?" Grayson said solemnly, "As far as I know, this guy has been killed three times." "Three times?!" Chad looked at Grayson in shock. Grayson continued to speak solemnly, "Yes, the first time it happened was 50 years ago. He was killed by the Mystics' powerful shots from above. The second time he was killed was 45 years ago by top martial arts experts. Sir Lawson killed him the third time. He shouldn't be alive."

There are moments in life that stop you completely. Not the loud dramatic ones, not the ones with alarms and broken locks and men sneaking through east wing corridors in the dark. The quiet ones. The ones where a single sentence lands in the middle of a room and changes the shape of everything around it. This was one of those moments. Damien said it again, slower this time, like he was testing the words to make sure they were real. "I do not have a brother." Marcus held the phone away from his ear and looked at it briefly, the way people look at things that are not behaving the way they should. Then he put it back. "Security says the man at the gate is claiming his name is Daniel Voss, sir.

I simply look at him before I seat at the sofa near by. "Calm down, Wesley." As I get off to Wesley body I am talking to him. "After all, this body is not yours anymore." After that I slowly walk toward him; who is now shocked while looking to his decaying body. Without the presence of me that body will decayed by pros or cos. “The human body molded from the earth will return to the earth. That means everything created or made will go back to where it came from and that can’t be stopped or changed by anyone. ”In a flash I was close to him, I choked him and quickly slammed his head on the floor. I can’t use my sword to reap him even if that’s the fastest way because I need this bad guy to get