Noble 6 Deaths Novels & Stories

Albert opened. “I did. It’s on our files.” “Which batch?” Willow sloped his head, “Batch?” Bingo! With the recent developments that cost them two lives, most of Albert’s contemporaries have already bitten the very dust they buried their victims with six-feet under. And now that a two-streak pattern had been publicized around the world, he’s sure the rest who were scattered bunked their holed and reinforced their protective walls in anticipation of the giant target “Uh, Albert? What batch do you mean? There’s more than one?”

He remained still. Fabrizio continued, delivering the most crucial information. “They were rogues, Alpha.” A barely audible breath left Yoren’s chest. “Rogue?” he repeated, his tone slightly raised and tinged with disbelief. “In Velmora?” Fabrizio nodded. “Yes.” Yoren’s expression changed. He fell silent for a moment before turning fully around. His gaze hardened. “You said there were six of them?” “Yes,” Fabrizio answered. “All of them are dead.”

They dragged their wounded down the slope, leaving bodies behind. I watched until the dark swallowed them again. Beside me, Hale exhaled hard. “How did you know?” “I didn’t,” I said. “I just hate obvious attacks.” He gave a breathless half-laugh. Below, medics were already moving among our own. “Losses?” I asked. “Light. Six dead. Twelve wounded.” Six. I closed my eyes briefly. Six names I’d need to remember. Six families who would get letters instead of reunions.

“Alpha Brandon and Luna Hollie of Rising Star have been found dead-“ “No!” I cried, another Alpha and Luna! How was our world to survive? “Vee..” Nikolai interrupted. “There’s more.” “What?” “They were injected, and then also had their throats slit. So far we have counted six White Forest Beta’s, six Rising Star Beta’s and…” “And who else?” Cillian stepped forward, his blue eyes blazing, “Franz and Kharkov, I’m so sorry-“ “No! No! How is this possible?” I cried as I lurched into Nikolai’s arms. “How! There were patrols everywhere!"

Killed six clubs in six minutes while we watched helplessly. The emergency radio crackled. "This is X. Six hundred thirty-seven confirmed dead. Give or take. Hard to count when they are scattered across multiple blast sites. But let us call it six hundred for simplicity." His voice was emotionless. Clinical. "That is on you, Eva. You refused to surrender. You called for help. And help died. All of them. Because you would not accept the inevitable." "You monster—"

They deserve better than this version of me. A knock sounds at the door, soft but hesitant. “Come in,” I say quietly. It’s my Delta, Hayes. His usually calm face looks drawn, eyes shadowed with exhaustion. “We’ve finished counting. Sixty-eight dead. Twenty-one missing. And most were from the safe site.” The number hits me like a punch. Sixty-eight. I don’t even try to hide the pain that crosses my face. “Fuck!” I yell in my Alpha tone, making Hayes bow cautiously. “You can go.”

she ended. “What?!” I say, I didn't realize my voice came out loud. “How the hell did that happen?” I added. “I don’t know Alpha, I’m headed there now” Enid says. “Good, find some answers and then call me” I say, with a deep concerned sigh “Casualties?” “Yes Alpha, 6 people are confirmed dead” Enid says. “Fuck!” I hung up. Ember places her hand on my back and I turn to face her.

“There was more than one death?” “You didn’t hear?” She looks surprised. “You know that finance consultancy office near the south of town, the one that’s run by vamps?” I stiffen. That’s Jamie’s loan shark business. “What about it?” I ask slowly. “Well, six of their men were found dead in their homes, two days ago. They were badly injured and apparently died painful deaths. But their neighbors swore they heard nothing.” My breath catches in my throat. Six of Jamie’s men died?

(Radio News) Gasp sounded inside the bar and perhaps all over Aeternum household as well, as they finally learned that the fame Coldest Tyrant of the north, has finally died. And he not just died alone, he died with his colleague and underling as well, 50 people along with him, that is basically the news were saying that they killed and entire castle along with that Duke. “50 people along with that duke?….that was cold, man…”.(Jared)

How in the world this pack will survive. “Yes… there are twenty people on guard…and it will take another twenty people for the morning watch, we're short on guards. And… not everyone knows about alpha Nero's death. In fact we only know that he died in battle… Arjuno didn't go into details.” "Ah... I see... what's your name?" asked Ronan taking a deep breath, he purposely didn't linger with Rena…and quickly got over this problem, because he wanted this to be over quickly…but it turned out to be more complicated than he thought.