Novel & Cerita That Was Rude That Was Pretty Death Becomes Her

The first thing that appeared on screen was chunks of flesh flying around, and blood splattered everywhere. The video was crystal clear. Every face and every voice was captured perfectly. "This is just a minor accident. Only one person died. You won't lose anything even if you bear the main responsibility…" "One person died, and you call that a minor accident?" In the video, my furious outburst, Bertha's indifference, and Owen's coaxing and tempting Logan were all recorded clearly. According to the influencer, as it was summer break and the campus was empty, she'd gone to shoot some content, pretending to be a student.

She will be the death of me. ***

“Those people did bad things to me, and I did the same. If the law wants to take me, then so be it. I've survived the worst. Prison would be a walk in the park, and death would be heaven for me." She stood, walking toward the window. Outside, the moon hung low over New York’s city lights. “Sherah Farwell died in that cabin.” “What walks now is the reckoning.” She said to herself.

I was deep in thoughts, I didn't exactly know where to begin so I threw the question at her like a perfect gentleman with a humble smile on my face “ Whose hands do you wish to die at? Short or I?” Her eyes dashed between both of us then she spat bitterly, “ Bastards.” I shut her mouth up with a hard slap, she spat out a mouthful of blood. She was still looking at me fiercely, I smirked at her. She cowered and looked elsewhere. I hummed a line, “ Down by the drains, where the watermelons rot..” She looked up, it was a death song to me. A song, I sung before I butchered up another person.

The recording ended, and the screen returned to my face. I smiled. It was the most beautiful smile that I had carefully practiced. "Now, do you believe it? Barry, Calvin... and Susan. I traded my life for your awakening. The cost is huge, but I had no choice. Because you never believed me when I was alive. Only death can open your eyes. "Goodbye, my dear family. May you always remember this moment for the rest of your lives... Remember that it was your favoritism that killed me." The video recording ended, and there was a deathly silence.

I'd gotten steadily weaker throughout the past half year, so there was no way I could break down the door. Jax was coughing in my embrace, and I'd never felt more helpless than I did now. "Help! Somebody, help!" I shouted in despair. Just then, Mia's voice came from the outside. "Don't bother shouting. I moved all the guards in this area away." My arms trembled as I held Jax. Mia continued smugly, "You're such a bitch! Since your own mate's dead, you're now trying to seduce Liam! Don't think that Liam will come to you now just because Theo's dead."

she said. His expression flickered, as if he was caught off guard, but then it changed back into that reassuring smile almost so quickly, she might not have seen the difference if she hadn’t been watching him so intently. “You know me.” He said it as if she shouldn’t have been surprised, like her speaking his name was natural, like they were old friends. “You’re Death,” she said, taking a step backward, suddenly feeling the fear building within her. “Ru, I’m not here to take your soul,” he said, stepping closer to her.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

I said and she nodded her head, still trying to maintain her composure. "But why do you look so surprised?" I asked. "I think I'm just startled," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "She looks like a deceased friend of mine." "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that," I said, studying her expression. I was taken aback by her words – it seemed a bit blunt to refer to herself as "dead". She stood up gently and made her way inside, I looked at her with the thought of revenge running in my head. — — — — — —

And she realized that the person who had done this to him… was herself. She dropped to her knees with a hard thud in the middle of the reeking pile of junk. She clawed at her own hair, a raw, inhuman howl tearing out of her throat, sounding like an animal that had just had its heart ripped out. Tears poured down her face. Natalie looked down at her imperiously, watching her kneel in the garbage. Her lips curved into a cold, mocking smile. "The woman who pretended she couldn't see was actually genuinely blind for once. Too bad there's no place for you in his world anymore."