Naomi Misora Death Novels & Stories

Reliving Naomi’s death was sickening and the worst part is I could not avoid it. We were at the edge of the borders. Our usual morning runs has turned into a blood bath so fast one time she was on her feet the next she was being ravenous by three rouges. Before I tore them apart she had already been wounded beyond healing, I remember holding her in my arms, she had shifted back to her human form, her torso almost cut in half. When the doctors came she barely hanging on. He told me she was past saving, she was only suffering in the state that she was.

It had just been hard since the welcome party and literally settling in Salandi was hard for me in a way that it was hard for the kids. “I'm actually extremely busy right now, and I will be heading to Nina's trial as today is the sentencing. Later tonight?” I suggested and he heaved out a sigh, obviously displeased at the fact that I was headed to Nina's trial but I needed to be there. I just had the need. Everyone had been totally stunned hearing that Mrs Morris had killed herself and it was all over the news. Everyone in the golf clubs, and the elites titled the Morris as a pure disgrace, shame and waste.

I noted that in Naomi's story, she never said she died Noami sneered at this, "Who knows where the heck that bitch is and what kind of trouble she's causing now?”

“Okay, she looks exactly like you.” “Really? Exactly? No difference?” “Yes, same hair, eyes, nose, lips, I was surprised when I first saw you though, I thought you were her but the younger version.” “Younger version? Is Naomi old?” Audrey asked and Chloe groaned. “Ugh, I don't want to be the one to tell you, I want Damien to do it himself.” “Doesn't seem like he would.” She replied and Chloe sighed. “Okay, fine. Naomi is dead Audrey, she died fifteen years ago and she was twenty five when she died.” She replied and Audrey nodded but was still confused.

Sam stops walking, focusing on her phone with parted lips. "What?" Nao asks. Both of us walk back to her when she continues scrolling in silence. "Sam, what's wrong?" "Look," she hands the phone to me and Nao scoots closer. The headline reads : SUICIDAL FAMOUS LAWYER AND JOURNALIST FINALLY PUT TO REST. I skip the rest and go to the three pictures below, one is of the tombstone with Marisa's mom's full names, the other is of the people who were present,

The name stared back at me from the screen. Status: Deceased. Cause of death: Accidental fall. But the article underneath said otherwise. Witnesses reported a struggle. Case closed due to lack of evidence. I scrolled. Another article. Elena Moretti linked romantically to prominent academic Victor Sterling. My breath caught. She hadn’t disappeared. She’d been erased. “She didn’t fall.” I jumped. Naomi stood behind me. “You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered. She gave a sad smile. “Neither should you. But here we are.”

Irvin was so enraged that he was sent to the ICU without leaving a will, and Cosmo would not let him wake up. This Cosmo looked gentle and harmless, but in fact, he had planned for this many years ago. "Don't worry, my sister Naomi is dead... spread some rumors saying that Naomi had a heart attack. The emergency rescue failed, and she passed away." Cosmo looked down and sent a text message to Samson. [Announce Naomi's death, she can re-use Summer's identity and come back.]

Xavier mumbled thoughtfully. “Who?” Axel asked. “Pack elder Naomi. I thought it was suspicious, but when I tried looking into it, I was told she had died in her sleep, and that it might actually have been a mistake.” “That’s suspicious,” Axel mused thoughtfully. “Now that I think of it, it really is. Although her family member said she was sick and mixed up details. That she had Alzheimer.” Xavier frowned sitting up as he mulled over what he had heard. “That seems convenient,” Axel said with a frown.

he scoffs “Whatever….how long are you gonna be gone…I’m missing you already’ I pouted “Awwnn….perhaps three days..i will quicken up the mission, so that I can come back for you” “Ok…” “Another news…but it’s kinda bad and good” “What?” “Nora is dead…doctor confirm it this morning” He noted. I nodded “Ain’t you surprise?” “I know she will die anyway, she can’t survive that acid, it’s damn dangerous” He nodded and sighed

"Don't speak nonsense! My daughter is right here. She only sprained her ankle. How can you blatantly jinx her when she's right here?" The reporter paused and took out a phone to check something. "Ms. Saddler, I think you've misunderstood. The one who died from the accident at the venue was your elder daughter, Ms. Flora Saddler, not the one beside you now." Mom's expression turned grim and displeased instantly. The reporter continued pressing, "As her spotter, you failed to notice the danger she was in in time. Regarding this, is there anything you'd like to say to the public?"