Rody And Vincent Dead Plate Novels & Stories

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

He said in tears, he still hugged Rodin's lifeless figure. Rodin is one of Harry's trusted people, he is dependable and very loyal. Harry entrusted the mating games project to him because of Rodin's reliability at work. Harry was devastated. He was still unable to move when he saw Rodin's dead figure naked and eyes open, from his chest there was a large scratch mark, and was bleeding profusely from the inside. He seemed to have died from that attack. "I ... he died because of me, Beta .." Rodin cried.

Moving forward into the dark passageway that was lit up with touches, we got to a room like a cave. "Alpha, Master Cyrus" Bronte greeted as Vincent and I entered the cave I could feel the murderous aura coming from Vincent as he approached the two men who were chained to a rock, they were looking battered, and their bodies were filled with injuries I looked closely at the one on the left, he had a bleeding hand, which looked like it was ripped off, and it was wrapped with a white bandage, which was drenched in blood. His eyes were closed and he wasn't breathing, which only means he was dead, and it seems that he died because of loss of blood from his ripped arm

Silvio muttered under his breath. My father didn't take his eyes away from me, he looked at me with utter disgust. “Vincent vignette is dead, did he tell you that?” Mateo announced pointing at Silvio as he gestured to my father to inquire more. “Excuse me what do you mean Vincent is dead, I saw him a few hours ago. Silvio is this true?” he asked hurriedly, turning to him, Silvio was hesitant before he said “he deserved it” he replied.

“I can’t reach them.” My jaw clenched so tightly I heard something crack. “What do you mean you can’t reach them?” His throat bobbed. “Both men were found dead.” The world snapped still. Vincent looked away. “Their bodies were discovered in some kind of hidden room in a boutique downtown. It looked like… like they were executed.” My breathing slowed to a dangerous rhythm. I had just lost one man before. And now, two more are dead. “How?” I whispered. Vincent lifted his gaze, dread thick in his eyes. “The bullets that killed them…” He swallowed hard. “…were marked with Lucien’s sigil.”

he said. Ruby gasped for air as she struggled against his choke hold. "I must...kill...you" she choked out, her bloodshot eyes filled with hatred. "Too late for that" Vincent droned and snapped her neck in half, separating her head from her body. Her blood stained his face and streaked his shirt bright red. "Kill the rest of them. None of them should be spared" Vincent ordered and more chaos broke out. Screams filled the air and the coppery smell of blood tainted the air. I stared at the scene unfolding before me with wide eyes. I felt like I was merely a spectator.

The only thing they could do now was stabilize the situation. … At 3:00 pm, Chad and Ariel arrived at the meeting spot. Nancy was there, seated beside a foreign man. When Nancy saw Chad, she nodded coolly. The incident at the research institute and the final exam rankings from not long ago appeared to have been completely forgotten, as if they never happened. She didn't even glance at Ariel, who came along with Chad, and spoke only to the latter. "Mr. Hockney, this is Terrance Harper, an engineer from Veyo and the victim in this matter."

Williams and Redmond operations combined under joint leadership. Anna walked in with folders. "The contracts are ready. Just needs signatures." "What about Vincent?" Lily appeared in the doorway. "Any word?" "Dead." Anna opened a folder. Showed us photos. "Found in Mexico two weeks ago. Someone put three bullets in him. Police don't know who." "Do we care?" James leaned against the wall. He'd been quiet since Marcus died. Different. Less angry. "No." I set the coffee down. "He got what he deserved."

Among the guys in their group, Vincent was the Casanova, always had a different girl in his arms until suddenly he died. The main suspect of his death was Mira Red because her dagger was found on the scene. He was stabbed and died, not because of the dagger, but because of the poison inside the dagger. After a careful examination by the forensic, Mira’s dagger was no ordinary dagger. It had a mechanism that released the poison which was stored on the hilt of the dagger. Nobody could figure out what type of poison she used. Vincent could have survived the stab because it didn’t hit his vital organs. But, the poison sealed his fate. At least for nearly a decade.

As my soul left my body, I wondered why I could still see what was happening to me. It only hit me when I looked down to see my lifeless body slumped on the table—I was dead. The sound of the door opening caught my attention. I turned to see that a maid had returned. The remnants of whatever hope I harbored disappeared. My brothers hadn't returned. The maid was shocked to see me slumped on the table with the urn and photo beside me. She stopped to assess the situation before slowly approaching me. She reached out a trembling finger and placed it underneath my nose. Then, she paled and shrieked in fear.