The Burari Deaths Novels & Stories

Waiting for me to beg. But then, the voice on the other end of the line sighed. "Dr. Tyler," the nurse said, "patient 028 passed away a week ago. Cardiac arrest. We couldn't save her. You… didn't know?" Mike stiffened. His fingers tightened around the phone. His breath caught, and for a second, he didn't move. "What are you talking about? I'm asking about patient 028. Not anyone else." The nurse hesitated. "Yes, Dr. Tyler. That's what I'm telling you. Patient 028—your mother-in-law—passed away last week. Didn't… didn't your wife tell you?"

It seemed like Kestra and her had switched places. She didn't want this. Whatever this was, she wanted it gone! Eli. She wanted to talk to Eli. "The bereaved families of the brides have started coming to collect their bodies for a proper burial." Belladonna shook her head, her hard gaze fixed on the floor. "There are no bodies." "There are. Your dear Eli knows it." Alaris let out a breathy laugh that lacked its humor. "That lovely King of yours has put my people through the worst, honestly."

"But then the deaths started." "The healers who delivered the twins." "Doctor Reeves. Heart attack a week after the birth. Nurse Carla died in a house fire two weeks later. Healer Morris drowned three weeks after that. Margery the mid-wife had a car accident." She counted them off on her fingers. "Four people dead within two months. All connected to the same night. To the same birth." "People noticed."

After cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR), survivors of cardiac arrest are often in comas however Amara got into Cardiac arrest while she was driving hence it lead her into accident and she died on hospital bed when doctors were in between her treatment, however before she died Amara mentioned one name “Chloe Wolf…” Kabir was totally shattered because of Amara’s death, however he knew his wife was killed because she would never ever take drugs in her life, thinking of which Kabir was about to take his further action when doctor Aasif educated him that his wife ‘Amara’ was also two months pregnant when she died.

“I just—gods, I wish Alpha Theron had a daughter to pawn off. Then I wouldn’t be the one stuck in this mess.” Ethan glances up, his gaze unreadable. “Everyone knows why he doesn’t.” I regret the words instantly. But I don’t take them back. The room falls quiet again, the weight of unspoken truths hanging in the air like fog. It’s common knowledge—at least in whispers and rumors. Alpha Theron’s firstborn, a daughter, died in a tragic accident years ago, and the secondborn, a son… survived, but not whole. Crippled. Kept out of sight, like a secret shame the Alpha can’t bear to face. After that, Luna was never able to conceive again. The legacy of his bloodline fractured, buried beneath silence

He unzipped his pants and slid them down, "Now my turn." The very next day, Ari woke up to a nightmare that was the morning paper. "A woman found dead in her apartment for an apparent suicide. Katya Borganov, 24 years of age, had taken her own life by hanging. A suicide note was found near her body. Autopsy result stated that she was 4 months pregnant." Ari screamed her lungs out when she read that. She ran to Armand's study hysterically holding the paper in her hand. "You killed her! You killed her! You monster!!"

The burned corpse from the car explosion driven by Leah was sent to Bulusan Village, where the people who took care of Leah lived. “What’s that? A funeral service?” “Who died at Aling Bora’s place? Oh my, this is so shocking!” People outside their homes whispered while waiting for the couple, Karding and Bora, to come out of their house. Unaware of what was happening outside, Aling Bora and Mang Karding went about their day.

Beggar Once his pants are on, Zero, slips a paper from his pocket and marches back to me. I don't need to look at the paper to know what it is. I recite it. “Name: Amariya Demarco Age: unknown Date of birth: Unknown Father: Castelo Demarco Mother: Mariete Demarco Spouses: None Girls last whereabouts? Deceased. Causes: Unknown Age of death: 16 Conclusion: Wanted for the murder of eleven victims. DNA was found at the scene of five crimes. Defendant is not deceased but now a Jane doe aka Beggar.

Her mother. Even while dying... She had been asking about her children. "What about Dr. Miriam Cross?" Lucien asked. Elias smiled faintly. "That's where things get interesting." He placed another file on the table. "She's officially dead." Vivienne frowned. "Officially?" He nodded. "Declared dead in a boating accident." "When?" "Twenty-two years ago." The Keeper's expression darkened. "Another fake death." Vivienne suddenly snapped her fingers. "I know that name."

She had a pale gown on, was barefooted and had dried blood on her hands which had caked, she curved when she saw me, her lower body bending into a bow and I knew there was no way I was letting her see Tiara if that was what she came for and pushing that off my mind, I ran my eyes through her wanting to know what it was when she spoke up before I could tell her she wasn't seeing tiara. " I'm not going to ask that you let me see her." She uttered, a sigh of relief leaving me at her words. " So why are you here?" " I just thought you should know. I walked miles just to get in because I had to run in through the woods just to get here, and I really think it's necessary." " For?" She dragged in a