Muichiro Death Novels & Stories

"I'm afraid so, Deacon Penn. Jiro from Cherrytopia was killed last night. The murder was a swift one, killing him in one hit. The investigation shows that Jiro had not made any enemies before his death, and you were the last person he met with. So…" "So, I might be watched, right?" "Yes." "What are you in a rush to look for overseas, Deacon Penn?" "Something very important." "Alright. Best of luck, then."

"He is of no use then." Mikhail rolled his eyes and turned around to leave. "He died on the same day when Jacaranda died." Jeh declared and Mikhail's head snapped towards him. "Don't you think their death might have some connections... How can they die on the same day?" "True!" Mikhail agreed. "They are saying that he died because of over consumption of drugs but they also informed that he wanted to leave the mafia. But as you know that it wasn't allowed, no one can really leave the mafia even if they want. The only way is death... Do you think that Leonardo killed him."

"They’re kings in this city. The Moretti family... they run the docks, the transit, and the unions. When Don Moretti was alive, nobody could touch them. The brothers... they take whatever they want. You saw what they did to me on that bed. They do that every Tuesday. And I smile, because if I don't, I disappear." A slow, cruel smirk spread across my lips. This girl was completely brainwashed, living under the shadow of a ghost empire. "Don Moretti is dead, Mia," I said softly. She stiffened, her eyes widening. "Everyone knows he died in a turf war in the Bronx. The Schmidts killed him." "I killed him," I corrected. The bathroom went dead silent, save for the faint dripping of the gold faucet

I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young." But I knew he wasn't a hero. No, he was just a heartbroken man who could no longer go on living. Just before my soul completely faded, I thought I heard a soft and gentle voice calling from somewhere. "Syl, I've finally found you." Then came endless darkness and eternal peace.

Everyone thought he died due to heart failure, but he was killed, and his uncle took the wealth along aside with every assets they had "This man is dangerous, Mario I think it's best to bury this"Emiliano said softly he greatly understood what Mario was going through however he didn't like the idea of Mario involving himself in matters that would raise drug dealers and other dangerous people "I don't care and that damn bastard is lucky because when I just found him, he died a few weeks ago"Mario said in frustration which surprised Emiliano and Angelo

As they opened and sneak, their feelings crushed seeing Mike lifeless they then remembered how good a person is he and boyfriend to their daughter. Then days later before Mike's death, he made a few declarations one that, once he will die his body must be cremated and the funeral will be held at Jose's funeral home, and his ash will be put beside Augustine's grave the person in charge in doing this is Rico his batch mate from high school as he then testifies how good person is he and how he showed himself to prepare everything.

He was also curious about what would happen to him if he thanked Shinichi Miyamoto for his salary. When Zhao Qin and Tang Jianguo thought of how so many people came to Yanming Lake to attack them under the leadership of these four people last night, they were really angry. Originally, Tang Hao and the others had already been very disgusted with their daughter Tang Muxue. Who would have thought that Tang Hao and the others would be so vicious as to want to capture and kill them on the spot? D*mn it, this was truly too d*mnable. Under their gazes, Yang Xiao said with a serious face, "Just now, Tang Hao committed suicide after drinking a bullet. Miyamoto Shinji, Tianhu, and Xie Qun were suppres

“Going to die like him. In the end you’re just a failure like him. Too trusting and now you’re here underneath me and you’re going to die. So pathetic, so naïve, and now leaving the world like him. He’d be ashamed” He flailed his arms, but he couldn’t even get a weapon because his knees were on his arms. He was going to die. He knew he was going to die, but not like this. Well not at the hands of Megumi either, but…he couldn’t breathe. There was a click and, ‘BANG!’ Takahiro was no longer squeezing his neck. He scampered back massaging his neck and coughing and looking at Megumi who held a gun. And not just any gun. The gun she said she’d use to kill Takahiro and others who betrayed her. He

Mob character: "Only two lines." Kenchiki: "useless subordinate." Author: That was the first and last time the mob character appeared, not even a name. May he rest in peace. Mob character: "I died?" Kenchiki: *Washing off the blood* Author: " May he rest in peace"

- Meanwhile, back at Dairkth, Mauricius sat silently in his chair, a symbol of his power and status, upon hearing about Micah’s death. Jenell was very worried, and she tried many times to comfort Mauricius with some health supplements in hand, but all her attempts were in vain. Just then, Zicreh, who had been overseeing the entire incident, appeared. “Father,” Zicreh greeted Mauricius respectfully. Mauricius looked up with fatigue in his eyes. “How is it? Is the autopsy report out yet?” Zicreh nodded. “Micah hung himself.” Mauricius sighed heavily.