Nebula Suicide の小説・ストーリー

"Make it quick, make it clean, and make sure nobody sees you. The death needs to look like suicide or an accident." "Suicide?" "Depressed about her mate's obvious preference for another woman," the gray-haired woman suggested. "It's believable." I picked up the knife, testing its weight. It was heavier than I'd expected, perfectly balanced. "What if something goes wrong?" I asked. "I will be there for you. It won't go wrong Aurora, believe in yourself." "You mean you'll be there to kill me if I fail." Rebecca's silence was answer enough. I looked at the faces around the table. These weren't monsters. They were people who'd lost everything to corrupt Alphas, who'd dedicated their lives to sto

Staring at Sophia, I knew I had to keep the truth from her. I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard my phone buzzing on the bedside table. As I picked it up I noticed Neb’s name flashing across the screen and my fingers shook a little. He would be anticipating a call. I pressed the green button bringing the phone to my ear “Alpha Drake.” Neb said sharply as usual but his tone was strangely serene. “Is everything alright?” I forcefully swallowed, forcing the constriction in my throat to go away. I had no choice but to do this. I had to ensure that nobody ever found out what I had done, not even Sophia.

Patricia said as she came over to me. “There is no need to thank me. I’m just thankful that it was answered. Jaxon was the one who told us about Nebula right before we came here, which was one reason why he and his mate, Sansa, came with us. He’s an expert in Hellhounds. I’ve had one since I was an infant, and I can promise you that nobody wants to cross them. They are guardians to specific charges that Hades pairs them with, but Nebula is a bit different because it’s your entire family,” I explained.

A burst of green light exploded. Elianna’s scream tore through the sky. The blast flung her backward like a ragdoll. She hit the sand with a sickening thud. She didn’t rise. The veil remained. But her chest no longer rose and fell. Elianna Nevels was dead. The arena fell completely silent. Then chaos. Screams. Gasps. Some cheered. Others wept. “She’s gone!” “They let a human die in the sacred arena!” “She was so brave...”

He was a terminated process, a closed file. Anton’s mind reeled, struggling to catch up. The cold precision of the suicide, the confirmation that this ghost from Sabe’s past had been hunting them—it was a level of operational ruthlessness that felt alien, almost mythological. This wasn't about money or corporate power. This was about ideology. About a "clean finish."

"They aren't here to play. They’re here to Uninstall." At that moment, the Nebula-Shard groaned as its connection to the Sovereign Valley was severed. The Silver-Branch began to drift into the dark. "We're cut off," Julian said, his silver skin turning a terrifying, cold grey. "The Hub is gone." Elara looked into the blackness where the portal home used to be. For the first time in her life, she felt the true meaning of Game Over.

"Oh, right. I forgot you are not aware of all this. Nebulosi people bury their dead on the same day they pass so that they will receive the favor of the Creator without delay." "That's...weird," Nerina said, still mimicking Naomi's mannerisms. Daegal chuckled and kissed the back of her hands. "I will be back soon. The burial will take place in the evening." Then he turned and marched out of the room with his hands fisted at his sides. Nerina slumped down onto a chair, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes. But just then, her eyes flew open as she remembered her promise to see Nezetta first thing that morning.

"Sinister reached to that place where Nevaeh used to live . He tried to kill her but his lifeless heart still wasn't able to do it because it had loved her more than anything and that day your mother Elvira was also present inside that house. She begged him to leave her daughter and after all of this Sinister was ready to let Nevaeh go. He was totally drowned into your mother's pleadings and his own pain but Nevaeh's cunningness had no limits because by finding Sinister distracted, she snatched his gun away from his hand and tried to kill him, " Inessa's eyes widened in horror, making Cyrus to sigh. "Yes, Nevaeh tried to kill him and without thinking for a second, she pulled the trigger at h

Nebula Nightclub—that was Pheisar's favorite private spot, where he and other Alphas and corporate elites went to unwind. The women who showed up there were all working girls. He wanted me to go to that place. He just wanted to kick me one last time. "Tell your assistant," I said coldly, "I'll mail you the signed documents." He let out a cold laugh. "I'm not asking for your opinion. You have thirty minutes. If you don't show up at Nebula—I'll destroy the pendant." Then, he hung up. The phone vibrated again the next second.