Romeo Jalosjos Dead Novels & Stories

The world of media became famous when Mona Zamora, the famous singer and actress died on the hands of the assassin. The news spread all over the country. The other fans send their sympathy and deepest condolence. The filming company staff, the closed friends of Joshua same as well they showed the sympathy and condolences to Joshua. Joshua’s heart become cold. He didn’t even showed in front of others that he was sad and cried, but only Emmie understand how painful Joshua’s heart right now. “Miss, we found out that Honey bone and Ival Vanlimz are died during their mission” reported the secretary of Juvia Luckser.

"Nothing, I just got old." "What do you mean? You've always been old. Maybe Isis' potion went haywire. By the way, where is everyone?" Dimitri sighed, then he started crying. "Everyone is dead. They are all dead!" "No, you're lying." "It's true man, James was the first to die. They ripped his head clean off his head and burned it on the snowy field." "What?"

I didn’t imagine the voice. It was as clear as day, as loud as if she were standing right next to me. And even though my mind is doubting it, my heart knows for a fact that it was her. Except she’s dead. …Right? Or is she “dead” in the same way Headmaster Stroud suspects my father is dead? Meaning, alive somewhere. “Come on,” Alec whispers. He leads the way out of the bush, and we peek around the pool house’s corner. The coast is clear.

For now, her heart feels like a million pins pricking it, using it as a pin cushion and letting her blood seep out of her like a leaking tank. What...is he saying? Soralina breaths shakily, her hands starting to tremble as she staggers backwards, mind getting clouded with different emotions. "But...Mrs Russo died of Pneumonia? Didn't she?" Romeo's voice asks, making Soralina realize that this might be Romeo's first time listening this, and yet he doesn't seem the least bit fazed. Gustav's reply is quick and careless. "No. I killed her. I placed a bomb in her car and exploded it."

It wasn't just pain; it was a spiritual flaying. Floreighn collapsed, her back arching as if she were being burned alive. The mate bond, a sacred gift of the Moon Goddess, didn't just break; it was ripped out by the roots. Silver light, jagged and blinding, erupted from her chest, splashing onto the white marble like glowing blood.

They chased after it, but it was too fast, and soon they lost it in the darkness. They returned to the clearing, where Darell and Marcelyn began to interrogate the werewolf they had captured. The creature was terrified and disoriented, its mind clouded with fear and confusion. It took them a while to get any useful information out of it, but eventually, they managed to coax a name out of it: Zoltar. Just as Zoltar was about to spill more information, an arrow whizzed through the air, striking the werewolf in the chest and killing it instantly. They spun around, searching for the source of the attack, but whoever it was had already disappeared.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Officer Will took the call with sorrow. Grim Marie had taken her own life. She was found in the bath with expensive-smelling bubbles and a candle. She had used a razor. He wished this hadn’t surprised him. His heart felt heavy, but he tried to convince himself that at least she was at peace now, enfolded in the arms of her mother and her daughter. A third little urn lined up on the shelf, perhaps. At least the pain and misery of her hunt for The Wolf was over.

He had this look like he knew something we didn’t. “I know more than you think” Jaxson called his bluff but I felt a twinge of worry shoot through him. “You…you k-keep thinking that.” Jared sputtered as blood ran down his face and the light in his eyes ran out. Rolling over, he officially bled out, making Jaxson the winner. I heard a clapping coming from behind the cage and a few people. The clapping grew louder as the person came into view, “Well, that was entertaining to say the least!” Oh fuck…

She had recognized these men from the incident at the restaurant days ago. When they arrived at the mansion, Aliyah stepped into the mansion and dropped dead on the couch, trying to fix her mind out of the incident with Romeo. "It was obvious you were enjoying the moment with him weren't you?" Aliyah looked up in surprise at Raphael, who still had the deadly look he had given Romeo at the restroom.

Dolf's voice crackled over the line, accompanied by the sound of liquid being poured in the background. "Yes," Alexander replied tersely, "Romano is dead. His twin led the White Roses. Romano killed himself when we cornered him. They're all out of their minds." "Where's Jenny?" he continued, watching as they neared the estate. His vision blurred momentarily; he shook his head to refocus. "Put her on. Maybe she can shed some light on who this person might be. She might help us figure out what to do next." Silence stretched out. Alexander heard Dolf take a long swig of something and sigh, a sound that made Alexander brace for unwelcome news.