Rody And Vincent Dead Plate Novels & Stories

Time was up. “I’ll do it.” *** It was close to nine and Amber was back at the La Fire Club. Contrary to last night’s excitement, tonight, the place was filled with tension. Vincent Rodriguez, the tattooed man with the thick gold chain, was found dead not far away from the club in an abandoned alleyway.

After dealing with Severin, Cyrus casually finished off Graham as well. Graham was lucky. He was still unconscious when he died, so he felt no pain. Cyrus stored both bodies in his pocket dimension. He planned to dispose of them later. Blood still stained the floor. He took a mop from the bathroom and cleaned it up. Vincent still had not woken. Cyrus stared at him for a full minute. If he wanted to kill Vincent, now would be the perfect moment. Vincent would never even know it happened.

It made me feel all the more gloomy and uncomfortable. My palms turned sweaty as I realized that only a few minutes were left. Vincent was brought to the raid platform where he would be killed by putting a wooden stake to his heart. He was a vampire, so that was a fair way to end his life. Ray made the announcement before the others. Everyone was waiting to see him get punished, except me.

Zeus noticed the horror on his face. Alpha Zeus: Is he not dead? The murderer? He asked in confusion. Master Vincent: No, he is not. But he will be soon, very soon. Anyways. Saying that Vincent stood up and went to the bar. He pulled out a bottle that was filled with blood. And also a glass tube which had blood as well. Master Vincent: Here, go back home. First give him this tube, then this bottle. He will be fine then. Tell him to feed once or twice a week. Always feed on animals. We Redfords don't drink human blood. We are creatures of night not monsters.

I struggled, refusing to cooperate, but Marcus grabbed my hand and held it up for everyone to see. “Jenn, check out her nails! She’s got gold and diamonds on them.” “Custom nails from Moonlight cost eight grand a set, and I’ve never even gotten that done. But look at her, living the life! That old man sure didn’t hold back when it came to her. Guys, the diamonds and gold on her nails are your bonus. See if you can pull them off.” I stared in horror as the men approached me like a pack of wolves, their eyes gleaming with greed. In a moment of desperation, I shoved Jenny to the side and tried to run.

Jonathan said and pulled the tape off of other's mouth who screamed in return. "Now what were you saying?" Jonathan said voice cold and face void of any emotion. He looks like he is made of stone who don't even get affected by the deadly screams of other person. "Please end this..... Kill me...." Vincent said. Jonathan looked at the chair infront of Vincent . His corpse was decomposing and the smell was unable to bear. Once good-looking face of Victor was now destroyed by the cut marks. His body was naked lying on the chair, more like slumping on the chair. His lower part of the body badly destroyed, and the dried blood stains making it more difficult to bear.

I almost gritted. “Sir.” His voice stopped me. “It’s too late.” I went still. “What do you mean too late?” “Before we could begin questioning him he…“ Vincent paused. “He’s dead, sir. Took his own life in the holding room before anyone got to him.” Sir,” Vincent added carefully. “Whoever arranged this, they knew we had him within the hour.” Fuck. I muttered a low curse.

“She burnt in the clubhouse. You should know. You’re the ones who lit the match.” Vince crouched in front of me, his face inches from mine. “We counted the bodies, Rylan. Four dead Vipers. No girl. No pretty little sister.” My heart hammered but I kept my expression blank. “Then maybe she got out before it went up.” “Maybe.” Vince stood, brushing off his knees. “Or maybe she’s exactly where you sent her. Somewhere safe. Somewhere we can’t find her.” He paused. “Yet.” The door behind me opened. I heard new footsteps.

Caine and Rodrick asked before the finally looked at the three dead bodies. "Those people tried to kill us. I killed two of them and Ara killed one while saving me." Cindy explained to our furious mates. Rodrick stood up growing and lunged at the dead bodies, ripping them apart. Caine day by me and was patting my head with his eyes swirling two different colors. These idiots weren't helping me in any way. "If you guys are done, Cindy and I would appreciate it if you took us to the pack doctor."

They thought they were having fun but little did they know of the impending danger. After a while of pleading and struggling for breathe, Phidelia collapsed on the floor. The smiles on their faces slowly faded away as they didn't know what was happening. They looked aghast at each other then Roxy knelt over to Phidelia, passing a finger beneath her nose. With bated breath, Tina and Bella waited for the result. "What happened to her?" Tina questioned, looking anxiously between the body on the floor and the person kneeling beside it. Roxy raised a horrified gaze at them, instantly getting up on her feet, trembling. "She..., she is dead.."