Siesta Death Novels & Stories

If Sierra could slip something into that soup, she could kill Halsey. And she had Zada, the perfect unwitting accomplice. Nobody would know it was her. Smiling wickedly, Sierra pulled out her phone and dialed a number. "Hey, I need something." A man's voice answered. "What do you want?" "I need poison," Sierra said. "The kind that kills if it's put in soup. I'll pay anything." The man chuckled. "This is the black market. I can get anything for the right price." "I need it now!"

SIERRA S-She died? Why did their lovers die? Is it because of the dark world they were in? Exactly, Sierra. ​"There was an 'accident.'" Dimitri cut off the silence. “A fire at Alessia's home. It was declared an electrical fault, but everyone knew…” he shook his head. "Alessia didn't make it. Her father lost everything, and Alessandro lost his soul." Alessandro lost his soul. My chest tightened imagining Alessandro crying his heart out when he found out about Alessia's death. It made my heart ache just by imagining the wrecked Alessandro Montrego.

Still, even in Eregdrix, Hades made it known that Silva was his own. Chaos and Apocalypse was a tight place for relationships as the bonding were light. Silva's death occurred to her as a dream. A dream which Raphael sent her and the rest into. (CHAPTER 26 - CHAPTER 27) Silva's death took place when she tried to make Gefion not take John's power. Thus, she had no idea that the dream was a reality as well, her body existed in two places at a time. As she died in her vision, she died in person. The effect of her death, took Butt to a cold path. He restricted himself from being so close. Although this wasn't the death that brought rage upon Butt's heart.

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

Now that Natalie had come to the hospital to see Daphne on her deathbed, she figured she could ask the latter about it. Daphne stared at Natalie, her gaze unwavering. "Jason had something to do with Sienna's death. It was him. He killed Sienna." Sienna had died while serving her sentence behind bars. The cause of her death was reportedly an illness, but in truth, there was no proof of how she'd died. However, Natalie had always suspected that Jason was involved, one way or another.

Funny because Nico said that’s how I looked when I was taking a life. “It’s over, Sienna. He’s gone.” Another lady in scrubs put her hands on Sienna’s shoulders. I watched as Sienna’s shoulders dropped as she got off. “Time of death, 8:30PM.” Sienna’s voice was firm and flat. “You should go, your shifts are over.” The other lady said. Sienna nodded and turned. She was walking towards me and she didn’t even realize. Seeing as someone was in her way she looked up. She froze when she saw me. A series of emotions washed over her face. Confused and then a little bit of relief? But it quickly forged into anger.

SERRA “Last twenty-sixth day of August, Bruce Collins committed suicide. On September eighth, as Silverio University celebrates its twenty-fifth Anniversary an accident happened that involved the death of SU’s nightingale, Suzy Williams. Days later, a video turned viral online with bloody pictures of the two students. The video was ended with a bloody question ‘Who’s next?’. A week after, twenty-first of September, the famous shampoo endorser Victoria Solis was found dead in her room at SU’s dorm. Speculation circulated that the three deaths are connected. The netizen’s question is, is there a murderer inside SU’s University?”

Though the idea of going back excites her, knowing what happened to her was more important than temporary happiness she will feel down there. Suddenly remembering what was written in that book, Suyi’s figure slightly faltered, her eyes shaking and her positive energy quickly changing. Inside the book were 10 different names and identities, different lifestyle, race and personalities, yet all of them died due to unknown reasons at the age of 25 at the same day, different year but exactly the same time.

Shutting her eyes, she reached out to the wall and… couldn’t touch it. She stumbled and fell on the ground, moving further than she was supposed to. The wall was supposed to be there. She ought to have fallen against the wall, but she tumbled farther onto the road. Leaden footsteps sounded down the street as she picked herself up from the ground. She turned back to see the wall that she had fallen through and touched her body to make sure she was still fine. Then she pinched herself. Nothing happened. This was happening. KEEP UP! She hurried after the leaden steps, running through the streets late at night, only realizing now that she had spent the whole day at the museum after killing the p

But she would be that selfish. Also explains why she didn’t shift and try to fight back. She also reeks of at least two males and their cheap cologne. “Welcome to the Flying Death Nina,” I say, as Missile steps back, reaches into his jeans and lights up a joint. When he passes it, I take a hit. She sits up, but Klunk’s wolf sits close and doesn’t let her stand. “The… Flying… You’re in the Flying Death,” she mumbles, her eyes wide.