Pakunoda Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You killed both their sons and made a joke of their organization. When the matter involves the murder of a family member, there's almost nothing I can do. I might have the power and influence but you're Italians and I'm Russian which would mean that I cannot get myself involved in certain crises of the Italian mafia." I let out a defeated sigh, everything the Pakhan said was the truth I had to come to terms with. I stirred up the trouble and I should deal with it myself. I gave him a slight smile and a nod and motioned towards the door. "Except," The Pakhan’s voice stopped me in my tracks, "death." My eyebrows furrowed and my bottom lip got caught between my teeth, "what?" "If you died, wou

My life was worthless, but that didn't mean I wasn't scared of death. And surprisingly, I wasn't dead. The Pakhan didn't kill me. I was knocked unconscious by the man behind me. I stared down at my drenched clothes and then at the jacket beside me that had bursted blood bags in it. They showed Zarya my death and left her traumatized. Maybe I knew the reason behind Pakhan's wicked actions.

To honour her name. And now— "Furthermore," Deka continued, "according to pack law, the crimes Lauren committed—murder of pack seers, conspiracy, treason—carry a death sentence. That sentence extends to her direct bloodline. Killian Zerok and Briana Zerok are hereby condemned to death." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Some approving. Some shocked. Killian stared at his uncle. The man who had carried him on his shoulders at pack gatherings. Who had been more father to him than Theron ever was.

She may not be mine any longer as such, but we had not officially rejected one another yet because of her rushing away, so I could still make her mine… Landon sighed heavily. “In truth, Kai? I don’t know. I truly don’t think I can say. What I do know is that the Alpha’s former Luna died, as you know. At the end of the day, it isn't a huge secret. And they want a replacement, so he is not alone. In hope to reign him in. But, what I don’t know if you are aware of, is that the rumors that went around the pack after her death were that he killed her. By accident, I believe, but in his rage…” his voice faltered, as his eyes briefly met mine before returning to the road. Landon's words sunk in. No

With one last look at my father's lifeless body, I turned and walked out, feeling the weight of my new title settle onto my shoulders. The pack gathered outside, their eyes full of questions and unspoken fears. I looked out at them, remembering how I had once been a scared little girl, crushed under the weight of my own curse. But now, I embraced it. "I am Nikita, the Luna of Death," I declared, my voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "And under my rule, this pack will become the strongest it has ever been." Their whispers flickered through the crowd like shadows, wary eyes studying me, fearing me. But in their fear, I saw promise. They would follow me not out of love but out of n

He answered. I held his gaze. “ You said packs can't be trusted. That means I can't trust you too. There's still rumors surrounding the death of your Luna. Rumors that could spike distrust in the heart of people who hears it—” “I assure you Alpha, the rumors are just rumors. There was no shady business about the Luna’s death. We have done a couple of investigations and it has led back to the same result. Her car fell off the cliff.” Kaid explained hurriedly.

This was how 2Pac killed most of his victims. He would do it efficiently and cleanly so that the prisoners wouldn’t suffer. The fighting tournaments were planned for elaborate executions and 2Pac was Princess Death Row’s executioner. Disguising an execution as a fighting tournament gave a lot of prisoners false hope, thinking they could fight their way to freedom. Mark was one of many. Out of all the deaths, Mark’s death was the cleanest. After executing Mark, 2Pac recorded the decapitation and stored it in his memory cloud database. He kept other recordings of sinister executions in his database.

“Go through that for me, will you?” I glare at him, fighting my anger, then decide to entertain him. I page through the fucking folder, so angry that I can’t see straight. “What the fuck is all this?” “This is information we have on Aria Murdock’s parents,” he claims. “The woman you see right there is her mother. The man is her father.” I frown. The file says they’re both deceased. They were killed because of a pack order. “Pack order?” I echo, looking up. “What does any of this even mean? Why were they killed…Aria told me they died in a car accident.”

Kristen's POV Calhoun faked his own death after he survived the black bane poison. He hid away from his pack and everyone to make them truly believe he died. The pack doctors had a dead body in place of him and people mourned him for days, when in fact he's alive, plotting something for his enemies. People are gathering at the graveyard for the funeral and I can see people in tears already, mostly his grandmother who completely looks a shadow of herself. If only she knows he's alive and he's planning a huge thing.

Elder Parker paused, staring at me for some seconds before nodding. "The passing of Luna Alana was one that hit everyone greatly," the Elder answered as his frown on his face was replaced with a look of sadness. He faces the ground as he muttered, "her death was a great loss to the pack, one that will never be forgotten." "Yes," I said as a small smile formed on my face. Seeing the saddened expression on the elders face, I knew that my plan was working. "Her death was a great loss, yes. But I don't think the Lycan King saw it to be that."