Nebula Suicide Novels & Stories

When Neil placed his gun on her temple to kill her, she laughed out mockingly. 'Even if you kill me, i have a spy in your midst. He will make sure to reveal everything about Hera infront of Matteo. If you kill me, i will make sure that Matteo would lose his life too. I heard that his doctor said that it is not safe to stress his mind ' she said with an evil smile. Before Neil could decide what to do, Matteo's car arrived and since then Sussane is pretending as Matteo's girlfriend. None of them could take chances with their Boss's life, so they are trying to find out the person who is helping her.

[Nebula Studio Under Fraud Investigation—Matthew Kein and Abigail Barne Detained]. The photo? Nebula's glass doors sealed with giant white X-tapes. Clean. Final.

"Option One: We do nothing. The fragments impact. The resulting kinetic release cracks the tectonic plates. Dust clouds block the sun for a century. Everything dies." Viggo stopped pacing. The silence in the room was heavy, physical. It pressed against Guller’s eardrums. "Option Two," Guller continued, forcing the words past the bile rising in his esophagus. "Neoma attempts to devour the energy as they fall." "I can do it," Neoma said. Her hands clenched into fists on the table. "I drained the Devourer. I drained Nergal."

"You don't understand how grateful I am to die in the hands of someone like you. Rather than whitening because of sickness. I'd rather get killed." Nevea watched her mother drink the poison that was mixed with medicine. Their last conversation left her feeling unsettled. She didn't want to admit that she was just like how her mother described. It couldn't be true. She didn't have the heart to do that. Nevea wasn't given the time to ponder as she was suddenly watched how she also set her last parents' death in motion. Not only that, but throughout her life, she caused so much death. Her coworkers and the instructor were among them.

"I don't need a signal to find my way back to you. I've done it from the grave, precious. A little bit of poison won't stop me." He stood up and looked at Leo. The boy reached out, his tiny fingers brushing Nevan’s scarred cheek. Nevan didn't flinch. He leaned down and whispered something into our son's ear—a promise, or a prayer, or a soldier’s oath. "Keep her heart beating, little lion," Nevan whispered. He turned and walked toward the airlock. He didn't take a squad. He didn't take the Iron Vanguard. He couldn't risk spreading the strain to the rest of the city. He was a one-man suicide mission, a ghost walking back into the fire to save the gods he loved.

They spat out what they ripped up then leapt on Python, who was able to escape by instantly shedding his skin and slipping away. “We aren’t…. doing much…. damage” Neeb whimpered “there are…. too many!” “We need to kill them all. They won’t come with us now” I sighed, ducking down as a spray of bullets flew past me “their minds have been brainwashed.” “I see” Neeb replied, as he tore someone apart with his hands “we should…. go then.” “I still need to find Sylvia” I reminded him “I’m not leaving without her at least.”

Hazel didn't spend all afternoon massacring alphas and covens just to kill them in two minutes. "Yes, Nebra. You're as bright as you look." Hazel exhaled and slipped her left hand into her pocket, then extended the right towards them. "Death is too easy a punishment for you. I plan to have a lot of fun with you. So give me a few seconds to kill the men besides you." Nebra tried to kill her and as someone with an inflated ego, Hazel would never give her an easy death. In fact, Nebra's death was to serve as a warning to anyone who harbored the thought of coming after her.

The journey ahead was still fraught with unknown challenges. As the guardians regrouped, preparing to depart the Nexus, a sudden, dissonant hum echoed throughout the realm. The harmonious strands of moments that made up the Nexus began to waver, their luminescent glow flickering ominously. Nebula, her senses always attuned to the cosmos, suddenly looked up with alarm. "Wait... something's not right. The stars," she whispered, her voice edged with panic, "some of them are... vanishing." The guardians followed her gaze upwards, witnessing a surreal sight. The once vibrant constellations were slowly but steadily dimming, stars winking out of existence as if being erased from the fabric of time.

“This is a picture of the suicide note he claimed she wrote before taking her life.” Elena took the phone and read the note out loud. “I’ve committed a crime against Alpha and Luna and I now atone for it with my life. May the goddess have mercy on me.” “This…” Elena hesitated a little before saying. “Is it just me or does it feel rushed? Aren’t suicide notes usually a bit more detailed? It’s the last time she gets to say something to her friends and family after all.” “She has no friends, Luna.” I said quietly, catching the surprise on her face as she took in my words. “Or family. That’s a pattern I’ve noticed too. Most of the people being used by our enemies against us, are those with no ti

“He did.” The three of us stood there in stunned silence for a few moments. Remnants of the Rogues we caught a few years back that had cyanide capsules under their teeth and would kill themselves before we even had a chance to question them. “Well, that…” “…Sucked.” I finished Kellen's sentence. “Really sucked.” He said, still staring at Twenty-Nine’s limp form. “Did he will himself to commit suicide, or…” “That was weird as shit,” Tyron said. “I ain't never seen anything like it.”