Nick Clark Death Novels & Stories

It looks like it's not time for Sage to die, I hope he's just comatose until his parents are forced to remove his life support because it looks like he's already dead. “I really feel that what is happening is not an accident. I feel like there is a mastermind of it all. It is no longer a joke that happens to us, why do we die and have accidents one after another?” Clark said. “We both think the same. I feel like someone wants to retaliate against all of us,” said Divine.

Kayden had no time or nerves to fight this bastard, and Clark was a coward because he wasn't fighting Kayden alone, no. He had a distraction, from his other filthy rogues who constantly attacked Kayden and his men too. He waited. Just lay on the ground and waited for Clark's next move. It came fast. He already celebrating Kayden's death, but it was too early. When he jumped to give him a blow into his neck, Kayden's claw went straight into Clrk's heart and pulled him out of his chest. His red eyes watched Kayden a few seconds more until they shut out forever.

As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?” Councilman Charles is the first to speak, “Thank you, Dr. Moreno. Yes, we are here to investigate the death of Rose Clark, mother of Tina Clark, Luna of Golden Frost. We also understand there was another death around the same time of a man who was tortured most viciously.”

"Clark died in the fire. He was locked inside the room in which the fire caught." My heart hammered in my chest, begging me to release the breath I was holding. But I could not. For I feared that if I did, it would come out more like a gasp, and I didn't want them to know how much it affected me. I have seen death, death in old people to death in children. I have seen innocent lives taken to brutal and unjust lives sucked out. But knowing that someone I now knew, someone I cared about had a terrible death like that, sent millions of knives at my chest. Clark was just another of those innocent souls who didn't deserve this. And yet here he was.

It hurt so much that I wanted to scream. Once Laura chased me out, I went to the elevator while my head was still swimming, but I made a misstep and fell. My corpse was only discovered a few months after my death. By then, Laura had already married Adam. Both of them opened a company and soon became the richest couple in the area. That thought made me gnash my teeth in anger. “Anya, I still have some business to take care of. I have to leave now. Enjoy the food. I won’t be bothering you two anymore.”

The bastards finally win. I know Clancy is behind this. He's been eyeing my spot since his brother died seven years ago from a wolfsbane overdose. He had been taking it to relieve joint pain, but somehow the medic made a tragic mistake as to the dosage. Or at least, that is what the coroner explained when 10 times the healthy dose was found in his system.

He was afraid that if he stayed longer to look in detail, he would not be in the mood to eat. Chatty happily threw the paint brush down and started to drink milk. Clayton gave her some complementary food on the side. Nicole paused for a while and said, “Zach Gilbert is dead.” Clayton froze and frowned. “The late Tina’s husband?” Nicole nodded. Clayton fell silent. “It doesn’t have anything to do with you, right?” Nicole curled her lips aggrievedly, blinked her eyes, and nodded. “Zach came to see me before he died, saying that he wanted to abide by the contract. After he went back, he jumped off the building. Clayton, why am I so unlucky?”

I gripped tight, but he slipped right through and fell. I watched helplessly as Brandon vanished from my sight, tumbling into the abyss. Not a sound from him. Brandon's death was not on me, but it happened right before my eyes. My brain short-circuited for a second before it hit me to call the cops. Maybe Brandon could still be saved? Revenge had crossed my mind, but I never wanted blood on my hands. I dialed 911, and the cops were on the move in no time. The rescue team found Brandon at the cliff's base, his head cracked open on a rock—dead on impact.

After the incident, Mom's cooking garnered yet another wave of attention online. "This is the fourth life Florence Winters has taken with her food. How potent can the food be?" "Jokes aside, I can't imagine how much despair Florence's daughter must've felt, having to watch her own fiance die right in front of her." The netizens even started looking for more similarities between my four exes. They wondered whether the men had been unfaithful to me and whether that had led to their deaths.

She claimed she had more to confess and insisted on seeing Henry. When she met with Henry, she immediately retrieved the hairpin that she hid and stabbed it right into Henry's heart. Henry died on the spot from excessive blood loss. Nora was soon executed as well. I heard that before she died, she kept apologizing to me. However, I no longer had any feelings for her. With the approval documents in hand, I took the train back to North Westonia. I was going to spend the rest of my life there, devoting it entirely to national defense.