Mineta X Death Novels & Stories

He was also crying but he still put me first because I felt like I was going to faint from what I witnessed. Just like in my dream. It is true that Don Jose is dead. His body was so decomposed that we buried him without opening the coffin. Just like papa, we will also cremate Don Jose's body. All relatives and acquaintances of Don Jose attended. Almost all the townspeople sympathized with the loss of Don Jose. Even so, security is still tight at the Mansion because Beth has not been caught yet.

What if she was kidnapped or killed? Then she walked in, covered in scratches over her exposed skin. Valor was flooded with relief, he ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug, "Thank god, I couldn't lose another family member after today. What happened, where is Dynamere?" He held onto her arms and searched her eyes. Aynyra looked up blankly, "Dynamere is dead. I killed her." Icran pulled her into a hug again, "Good, then she can't take anymore of our family members."

My frown deepened, "What's the matter with you? You want him dead as much as I do." He gave me a duh-look, "Of course I want him dead, but-" He scratched the back of his head and I understood nothing. One day, I am so going to beat the shit out of him for being so annoying. "But I mean-" He tried to explain but I cut him off, "Because of that motherfucker, Cara is having hallucinations, so the least thing I can do, is killing him!" A frown pinched up his face in worry, "What?"

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

When we arrived at the house mother asked us to take her to their room at let her rest. Jason and I each poured a glass of dad’s bourbon and toasted him before plopping down. We sat in silence sipping on our drinks. What a fucked up day. Jason finally looked up from his glass. “Mia, what will we do? What will you do?” Truth was I didn’t know, but I’d have to think of something quick. No way I was going to be Alpha Austin’s Luna and watch my brother suffer. He had trained for years to be the next Beta. And all because I wouldn’t date the son of a bitch my father was now dead, my family and consequently Jason’s title of Beta was revoked, and I would be forced into a torturous arrangement.

Isabella's POV I never believed that saying about your life flashing before your eyes when you're about to die. It always seemed cliché and stupid. But everything changed when I stood face-to-face with death, and my life replayed before me, both the good and the bad. --- One Month Later Xander Diaz, known as "the Draco," was killed in a shoot-out with the police. The most dangerous man in the city was gunned down. There has been no statement from his family, and the police urged citizens to celebrate this victory, claiming peace had been restored.

She has not mentioned the cold or the blood on her hands or the fact that she watched three men die on the gravel an hour ago and did not flinch. "Serafina." She looks up at me. Her eyes are sharp and steady, and I see in them the same thing I saw when she read the authorization code aloud in the courtyard. Not fear. Not anger. The particular clarity of a woman who has decided what the next sentence of her life will say and is waiting for the world to catch up.

He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction. The room fell deathly silent. Everyone waited, holding their breath for the final pronouncement. "Murder." The word hit like a thunderclap, echoing in the shocked silence. Chaos erupted once more, the noise from the reporters deafening, while online, the live stream chat exploded with comments: "Sabrina is dead!?" "No way! How is this possible?!" "Murder? What is he saying? That Arianna and Charles killed her?" "OMG, this is wild!"

" When she said this, Vivian herself didn't even notice that her eyes were fluttering, and her body betrayed her heart. Winston stared at Vivian's face. "Of course not. She, a betrayer, got no gut to come back." Vivian subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. However, everyone was surprised by Winston's words. "I got the DNA test results. "The deceased is Aryanna."

He had never felt like this for anyone, but he guessed that was because no one had saved him before. “Kalta. My name is Kalta and I am a death agent.” He answered. "For someone who holds such an evil title, you do not look and act like one." She joked and he caught on to the joke. That would turn out to be the beginning of a wonderful friendship between him and Talina. He knew the laws about death agents finding love and knew it was forbidden, but Talina was making him feel things he had never thought he would have to feel again. She made his days beautiful and gave him a reason to want to live.