Rei's Death Novels & Stories

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.

he said. Reyan looked at him. "Tell me honestly." Skye looked at him. His face is serious. "Is it in his body, or – " he said and his face went dark. Hierro's eyes went wide and he lowered his head. " – in his consciousness?" Skye asked. Reyan stared at him before he lowered his gaze. "I will answer honestly." he said as he took a deep breath. "When Hail died, it was only his body that died and not his mind." He told him.

I said again. “I will go home later,” he answered me, so I just continued cleaning the mess on the table. A few minutes later, he started to talk, “You need to know something important,” he said. I stopped what I was doing when he said that. “What is it?” I asked him, so he showed me a news article on his phone. It stated Policemen found Mr. Reyes dead in a river. “I see,” I said to myself.

It didn’t take long for Reyona and the others to realise that the kids had heard right after all. Reyona’s mother-in-law and her granddaughter had died most bizarrely. Even though Reyona couldn’t remember the young girl, she was still pained that a life that young was cut short by sickness. Despite having a feeling that Ruth had a hand in her son’s deception, Reyona couldn’t help but feel grief about the death of the woman she was once close to.

I guess he still had it on his mind. He muttered a greeting to me underneath his breath and walked away. It seemed to me like he was more shy than angry, and I found that cute. "That one…is a cheerful one," Alfred said after Reisd walked away. "Unlike his father, he has enough strength." I'd never once asked Alfred what happened to Reiss' father, who was actually next in line to serve me. Since we were talking about it, I decided to ask. Alfred heaved a sigh, his eyes conveying how sad of a question it was for him. "He died," Alfred muttered, "He died by his own hands after Reiss' mother left. Poor thing left with a son to nurse."

The broadcast continues, cycling through photographs of Dean in uniform, shaking hands with other officers, his smile proud and unsuspecting of how it would all end, one of the pictures they'd shown had been him from the Holland and Shauna era. Raees presses her palms to her temples, shaking her head as though she can physically reject the truth. “I just spoke to him. Reid, I just spoke to him. He was alive the day before yesterday. He was relieved seeing as nothing happened after he met me, he was alive. And now—” Her voice breaks, and she covers her mouth with one trembling hand, her eyes turning slightly red as it dawns on her. She might have just caused the death of one, and the disappea

Didn’t wait. Turned. Walked. To old car. Street. Gone. _Silence. Doorway. 6:27 PM._ Adrian stood. Long time. Then bent. Picked it up. Closed door. Locked it. Not fear. Habit. Walked back. To me. To February. _Thump._ “Reese is dead,” Adrian said. To me. To room. To 581 days. “December 22nd.” _Silence. Living room. 6:28 PM._

If it wasn’t her time then maybe the she wouldn’t have died and might have survived it. Riele got home and met an unfamiliar car parked in her home, She furrowed her eyebrows and got out of the car, rapidly walking up the stairs, She opened the door and faced someone she hasn’t thought of for a while Demetrio Reigns He was sitting majestically on her couch with two men sitting opposite him “Rielle.” His deep voice called out her name and he stood up to meet her "I came to pay my condolences” He says as his eyes twinkled and stared right into her green eyes "I heard she was killed and I’m very sorry that happened to her but if there is anything you want me to do for you, anything at all. You

I stood u and began to pace the cell. "What the fuck was that?" he grinded out. "How did they die?" I asked and he ignored me. I moved closer to him , closer to the front of the cell. Dirty and barefooted. "How did they die, Reece?" I asked again. "Gas poisoning." he muttered and it was my turn to ask "What the fuck?" He clenched his hands into fists and I watched him rein in what was probably anger and guilt. "It was our deaths or their deaths, imagine Raze coming here to meet us all here, he'd kill them and then kill us. Only he would kill them here and kill us publicly." he said and I struggled to breath.

It was the personal sigil of Renejay. My blood ran colder than the river water. Renejay was dead. I had seen her fall. Gideon’s mace had… The mace struck Renejay. The impact was sickening. The sound of crushed bone and a cut-off shriek filled the hall. She was thrown backward, a puppet with its strings cut, landing in a broken heap… A broken heap. Not a confirmed death. We had been so consumed with Gideon’s capture, with Kairi’s supposed death, with our own grief… we had assumed. We had never verified her body amongst the dead.