Nana Shimura Death Novels & Stories

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

The room fell silent, the only sound being the soft sniffling of Nazmeera. "I didn't come here to joke around. Bilal..." Her voice trailed, as another sob threatened to choke her. "Bilal is indeed dead. He suffered from a kidney problem and ended up dying. I wasn't even there when it happened," she sobbed. "I can only imagine how lonely he was, the pain he went through before he passed."

I snorted and pointed the gun at Shinobu’s head. “Yūri, let’s talk about this.” Shinobu tried to speak, his voice squeaking. “I’m done talking. No one, I repeat, no one pretends to be me.” With that, I pulled the trigger. “Yūri!!!” “OH MY GOD!!” “HE’S DEAD!!” The screams of terror erupted in the room as Shimobu’s body slumped in his chair, his head falling to the side.

There was a figure dressed in linen kneeling on the ground in the deepest part of the hall. She was not too old. She was in her forties at most, and her face was quite delicate. However, she seemed to age ten years older due to the sudden shock. Katie Price, Miwa Fujihara’s mother, was a woman from the Island Nation. Her face was a little gloomy at this moment. Apart from her daughter’s death, another reason for the gloom was that she had just received the news… The banknotes flying all over the sky ruined the meticulously arranged drama.

He stares at her like he has never seen her before, his mouth opening and closing, no sound coming out. “What is this?” His voice cracks on the words, raw and broken. “Natasha, what are you doing?” She laughs, a low, cold sound that echoes off the wooden walls. “Natasha is dead. She died of pneumonia in that lab three years after the Tribunal took her. Same as your little sister Lila. Her lungs were too weak, the doctors did not bother to treat her. They dumped her body in the same river as the rest of the disposable captives.”

He quickly bowed, helped Nana Shee onto the chair, and said, "Thank you for your services to the Order, Nana Shee. It's a shame you couldn't pay your final respects to Nana Sybil. Sigh…” Tears streamed down her cheeks out of her dry eyes. "This is the work of fate. There is no changing what has been destined," she said. Logan was devastated as well. He recounted his experience of Diana's death to Nana Shee. The two of them sat opposite each other as they cried. The others around them started crying as well.

And every ounce of relief vanished. “The difficult news…” he started. His voice grew quieter. “I’m very sorry, Mrs Shimma. But…we couldn’t save your mother.” The world stopped. I stared at him. Waiting….waiting for him to tell me I’d heard him wrong. But he didn’t. “No…” The word barely left my lips. “She went into cardiac arrest during surgery. We managed to restart her heart briefly, but the injuries were simply too extensive.” “You’re lying…” I took a step backward.

However, why did her little heart doubt about that. Otherwise, how could Kyosuke-Aniki be cruel to her. Not to mention the secrets that are now tightly closed as if popping up in Nana's head. Nana remembers the terrible incident that she witnessed with her own eyes. The incident when her father cruelly killed a human. Taking someone's life was like pulling the clay out of Takahashi's hand. Dimly, Nana remembers her childhood who witnessed the heinous incident. Although, Nana always protests about her life, which has been moving from place to place since long ago. Honestly, they were all happy times.

Sherlin asked as she helped Shayra climb dwon the bed. “Sherlin di, I just wish to end this all here, I am leaving Yash and Aahana to you, I am going to die in afew days anyway, Its better he lives with acceptance rather than seeing me die evrryday,” Shayra said as the knock in the door came. Nia was there with the body. “The body?” She asked as Nia nodded and pushed the suitcase inside, “ come on fast we don’t have more time, “ Shayra said as Nia laid the body on the bed

Augustus lunged forward, embracing Sharmaine, who was unconscious from the pain. Nanami Vincent looked at Richard: "What are you talking about?" “Neva, she's been dead for thousands of years. Sharmaine is just Neva's next life, if you hate Neva so much, why don't you directly kill Neva from her previous life?" Richard holds the role of Nanami Vincent, perhaps in this world, the only person who dares scold the judge Nanami Vincent is Richard. Nanami Vincent laughed: "Do you want to die?"