Muerte Familiar Novels & Stories

the father's voice was sobbing. "Speak up already, I want to end this." "Your brother has died," the father blurted out, and Mateo froze in place. "What... what did you say?" "Your brother, Mauricio, passed away a week ago. You have to come... because now... everything is yours." When Mateo's father said this, the words kept resonating in his mind, like an endless echo. His older brother and son of his father's first wife had died. Now only he remained, and with it, all the responsibilities of his last name.

"I'm sorry, Mei ... I'm sorry ..." I broke up with him. "D-Does that mean ... she's really gone?" full of my fearful question. He sighed and looked down. His jaw clenched repeatedly. Simultaneously with her nod were the fall of her tears. He wiped it harshly and looked away. So it's true. She's dead. I feel like I'm deaf. My cousin in, my best friend and my sister is dead. She was killed by my father. I was not silent and remained that way until a while passed.

How can she say it with no emotions, like it doesn’t matter that her sister died? “What don’t you understand? She didn’t come down for breakfast, so I sent someone to fetch her. They found her and Jasen dead in their bed. Deceased, gone, kicked the bucket...Oh, that’s right, you’re Hispanic...Muerte. Comprende?” I’m trying to think of what Mama would say in this situation, even if this lady did just throw down her racist card on the table. I think she would say ‘Marco, sé amable ahora, sé enojado más tarde’ [Be nice now, be mad later]. “I-I’m really sorry for your loss, Katherine”

Tragically, she was killed by an alpha during a hunting trip, while trying to provide food for us. The memory of her death still haunts me, causing me to whimper in pain. But as I look at my grandpa, I can see the deep sorrow in his eyes. Tears cascade down his face as he hears about my mother and her untimely demise. It is clear that the bond they share as a family is unbreakable, and her passing has affected them deeply. The expression of disbelief on his face also hints at the possibility that they may have assumed I had died or forgotten about me amidst their grief.

"Where are you going?" I didn't answer, there's no point in listening to her pretend to care. I'm not justifying everything I did in the past, but hearing what I said to Alexis made me think I was trying to protect her. Cheerleaders talk to football players, and one of them was Nona's brother. Who had been killed. Before him was this Mario guy. I wouldn't want my cousin involved in any of that shit. Especially when I was receiving threats, and ultimately I died. My whole family died.

I quickly tossed a small bundle outside then relaxed to let my wolf push on. I didn’t have time to be sad at the loss of my childhood home, the loss likely of the pack that raised me. A weird fleeting pain hit me as I was mid-shift and my reaction was that something happened to Diego. But my mind flashed a vision of my mom, of her scent and her touch. Did … my mom … just die? I know they say if your close relation dies you can feel it, but since I still had all my immediate family I had no clue. Ohh goddess, my mom!

How terrible could a man be to murder their own grandfather's life with ease? "How did you find out?" Anne asked. "From the internet! Then I called some distant relatives in the Marwood Family, and they confirmed the news. They've already cremated the body," Sarah said. Anne stayed on the phone with Sarah while checking the news on the internet. As expected, news articles were released, stating that the pioneer of the Marwood Group fell terminally ill and had passed away earlier that day. The family was devastated, and countless people rushed to pay their respect at the funeral. There were pictures attached to the articles, and in one of the videos, Anne even spotted Anthony and Bianca for a

I checked his mother's picture - in loving memory of my beloved mother - March 6th 2005. He had lost all his family on the same day? How was that even possible? How did they all die on the same day? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn't even imagine losing my sister, Aria. We had our differences, yes, but she was still my family. I remembered the day I realized my mom had died. The pain was like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless and numb.

Maria gives me a sad smile. The night of the massacre, my closest friend, his family, and the people I considered to be my own were killed. One by one, murdered in their beds. The loss of Finn and his parents, who had been by my side since I was a child, is still a wound that has yet to heal. Not even the humans I had cherished had been spared. I still visit the graves of Ridhi and her son when I can.