Novel & Cerita Rosinante Death

She said while she was working, "As long as you die, there will be no one in my way to become Dante’s wife!" At the thought that she was going to die tonight anyway, Renee decided not to let Rosa enjoy the moment before she died. "Even if... even if I'm dead, Dante will never marry a vicious woman like you. You might as well give up for good." She said weakly. Her consciousness was fading away, probably due to excessive bleeding. Rosa was pissed off and suddenly turned around, punching and kicking her. She kicked Renee’s stomach heavily, and Renee rolled on the ground all the way to the guardrail before she stopped.

They had reviewed more than an hour the files in silence, going over the list of guests and their cause of death before a strangled sound escaped Salvatore, his gaze on the file in his hand before he looked back at Rosalie with wide eyes. "Are you out of your mind?" He hissed, ignoring the fact that this was his boss's girlfriend. "This is the death report of Antonio Regnante, Boss's father, his predecessor? What the fuck is all this?" Instantly, Rosalie grabbed the file, staring down at the form as she found the cause of death: a single .25 caliber bullet to the head and according to the time stamp, he had died between 8 and 9 p.m. Scribbling down the information, she rummaged through the p

Rose spoke, Risa answered the call and began talking, "What?!" She yelled, we all stood up in alarm, what happened now?, "Okay, I will let everyone know" she said before she hang up and turned to us "What happened?" I asked, by the look of her face, I knew she had bad news "Did something happen to Sofia?" Rose asked when Risa didnt answer me "Its not Sofia,,, its Mr Madison, he is dead" she said "What?" Rose and I asked at the same time "What happened?" I asked

“Death would be too good for you. I assure you I can get creative, though.” “You came all the way here to tell me that?” “Important things should always be said in person.” My phone buzzes in my pocket. It’s a text message from Zandra. Marlene and Teresa Rossi. According to official records, they were buried together and St. Augustine Cemetery just past the West district. That was fast. My uncle’s a miracle worker. “Is that her?” Cassandra asks me. I glance up at her. “Does it matter?” She rolls her eyes and huffs. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

That night, because Jonathan did not answer Rosalin's call, she turned on the gas and killed herself by carbon monoxide poisoning. Later, Jonathan found out that Rosalin had a panic attack and just wanted his company. He brought Rosalin's urn back and hugged it in his arms for three whole days. After three days, he resumed his normal self. He would visit my father after work. He would give me flowers. He would smile at me even brighter than before. Back then, I thought that he had completely let go of the woman who should not have even been in our marriage in the first place.

I pleaded. Every weak, helpless cry from the recording pierced her heart. She looked at Caleb with bloodshot eyes and screamed, "Enough! Turn it off!" She covered her ears and sobbed. … Rosalie had only indirectly caused my death, so the law cleared her of guilt. But she alone knew the truth—she was the reason I died. On the day my body was buried, heavy rain poured down. Rosalie was stopped outside the funeral home. She tried to rush inside despite the security, but Mom drove her away.

"Directive 9.2. Every flag since 1998. Two hundred and eleven names. One hundred and ninety-seven dead. Fourteen active. Including you two." He looked at me. Then Rosie. "And your mom." "Mom's in there," Rosie said. "Yes," Justin said. "Entry 143. Termination date: April 15, 2024. Cause: vehicular. Status: closed." I watched Rosie. She didn't cry. She just nodded. Once. Like she'd been waiting to hear it said out loud. "How do we kill it?" I asked. "Magnet," Antonio said. "Strong one. Or fire. Or—"

But Noah was also strict with me if he would pick me up after finishing my business at home. After cleaning the body, I told Eliz to rest. Luckily Eliz obeyed me and fell asleep. Meanwhile, I gather everyone in the living room: Maria, Anna, Claudia, Margaret and her husband. Claudia convinces Rosalinda that Delon died from a wild animal attack in the forest. I don't know what Anna did to Rosalinda, for sure Rosalinda seemed to believe and chose to return to the city with grief. "Delon died today. events that have never imagined by me before. Rogue killed quite a few people in my life. I may hate Delon, but I don't want him to die like this," I said with a trembling tone of my voice.

she said before walking away leaving the living room and going up the stairs. Rosalie watched as Marilyn left before looking back at Louis, who sat perfectly still staring at the newspaper on the table in front of him. Rosalie frowned as she looked at him before looking closely at the newspaper. Her blood suddenly went cold as she looked at the old newspaper and its headlines on the front. SUSPICIOUS CRASH: CASSANDRA GRACIA DEAD AT THE SCENE “You should go, my wife hates to wait,” he mumbled, startling Rosalie as she nodded before rushing upstairs and looking back to find Louis on his feet staring at her.

Lucian answered immediately. “You came armed.” “I came because Elias is finally desperate.” Above them, Elias’ voice cut down sharply. “I came because you started killing again.” Adrian looked up. “Wrong. I resumed collecting.” That word chilled even Corvin. Aurelia stepped forward. “What is Roselyn?” Adrian answered without expression. “Not what. Who.” “Then where is she?” Adrian looked directly into Aurelia’s eyes. “She died.” Liora suddenly shook her head. “No.”