That Was Rude That Was Pretty Death Becomes Her Novels & Stories

' Serena, stripped of my support, went bankrupt. This was her intended ending anyway, so I felt no pity for her. As for Lark, without the abilities I bought for her, she died at the hands of her stepmother. The system was ruthless to the core. Before she died, she told her she was only good with the gun because of the purchase I made. Her lips moved, but she never managed to even say the words, "I'm sorry." Still, I no longer cared for their apologies. Finally, the system transferred my last reward. Two billion.

She wore a dark high school uniform stained faintly near the sleeves while long black hair framed an unnaturally pale face. Her large eyes widened suddenly upon seeing Elena looking directly at her. Shock flooded the girl’s expression. “You…” Her voice sounded faint. Almost distant. “You can see me?” Elena stared at her silently. The room temperature dropped instantly. A cold chill crawled across her skin. The girl took one hesitant step forward. “Why wouldn’t I?” Elena whispered carefully. The girl’s expression changed Very slowly, she spoke. “Because…” A faint sad smile touched her lips. “I’m dead.”

she whispered, "I was always dead to begin with. My life ended a thousand years ago." "So be it!" Without hesitation, without another word, he drove his free hand straight into her chest. His fingers plunged deep, tearing through flesh, muscle, and bone in an instant of gruesome violence. He found her heart, still beating faintly against his crushing grip, and with a swift, brutal pull, he ripped it out. Thana's eyes flew open one last time, a sudden, fleeting look of shock and release crossing them, before the light immediately faded. Her body went instantly limp, lifeless. The death was indeed swift.

“Yeah. Just... I can’t get my head around her words. How fucking calm she is about death.” Rich tilts his head, eyes gleaming with interest. “What do you mean?” I hesitate before repeating it. “She told me that death is amazing. Until you’ve touched it, you have no idea how free it can be. Then she robbed me and left me a note saying, ‘Death doesn’t scare me, Jace, and when someone doesn’t fear death, they have nothing to live for.’” Rich doesn’t react at first. He just watches me, his smirk dimming slightly as he processes my words. Then, he lets out a slow, thoughtful breath.

Death just laughed at me, I showed him my middle finger while coughing. “Why? Are you okay?” She asked and I nodded my head, still coughing. “Wait, I’ll get you some water.” She said and immediately went to the kitchen. “Damn you.” I said to Death and cleared my throat repeatedly. “Here.” Peace said and gave me the glass of water. “How can you choke like that when I just ask you how he is?” She said. “W-who?” I ask here. “You’re a terrible actor, stop blood it’s making me throw up.” Death said and rolled his eyes on me and kept on drinking.

It was probably sadistic to replicate his final actions towards me, but he deserved it. “You’re going to die. We can make it quick, or we can make sure you really feel pain for all the things you put us through. I’m pretty sure Quinn is dying to slice your cheeks open for one.” “Absolutely,” she growled, her grey eyes shining with energy. Her bloodied hand scooped her long black braids from her face. For the first time since her accident, she quickly tied them up high, her face fully visible to everyone. Dee, with her sweet baby blue eyes and blonde hair added, “I’m going to chop your dick off and make you watch. And you know exactly why.”

I stood there, an impassive observer, as Brandon's mother, Aria Brown, clad in her luxurious mink coat, lost all composure and made a spectacle of herself on the ground. A curious crowd had formed, their whispers and pointed looks directed at me. "A mother should never be denied the chance to see her son one last time, no matter the circumstances." "That woman doesn't look like she's ever lived a day quietly in her life." "Who dresses up that nicely right after her husband's death? She's probably just come from a rendezvous with some lover."

Each cough sent waves of pain through my frame, though none of it hurt as much as the pain in my chest did. Just as I was losing consciousness, I saw paramedics rushing in to rescue people. When I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed. The room was eerily quiet. Every now and then, I could hear nurses whispering in the hallway outside. "I heard that famous lawyer, Ms. Hudson, is in the room next door. She's keeping her first love company. I never thought someone who looks so cold on TV could be so gentle with her boyfriend!" "Yes, they make such a great couple!"

"I was a bad boyfriend. I caused her, her life and dreams... You're a beautiful girl. I don't want to exploit. You deserve a true lover, not me. Please get undressed and kindly leave my room. Don't worry, I won't tell my parents about what happened." "Oh, thanks a lot, Sir. You've saved me from disgrace. May you find a way in your heart to get over Rose's death. You're now a good man and I wish you'll continue that way." Mary got up from her knee, got her clothes, got dressed, and left his room feeling fulfilled.

She lifted her head and looked at him "And the news of her death didn't scare me at all, instead I... I felt relief. I was relieved to know about her death because she deserve that she was a cruel woman!" She but her lower lip "Hearing it from my mouth, you must be thinking how bad and pathetic I am, who feels easy and relieved over someone's death." Hearing it RK was relieved, the knot of his heart had completely opened now "No, you're bad or pathetic, you're feeling relieved because the threat had gone with her death." A tear spilled out from her eyes "Really?" "Hmm,"