The Burari Deaths Novels & Stories

Her body showed multiple broken bones, severe soft tissue damage, and traces of silver and wolfsbane that ravaged her system, shutting down her organs. She had been stabbed 99 times, with each wound deliberately placed to avoid killing her instantly. The actual cause of death was a forced injection of a liquid silver and wolfsbane mixture. It paralyzed her nerves, collapsed her lungs, and ultimately choked the life out of her. After death, her face had been mutilated, and her fingerprints were removed, making her nearly impossible to identify. Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Division, Alden Eastman, closed the report and clenched his jaw.

"It's picking up. It's already at the top of two entertainment feeds." Lila stood very still. "Did anyone identify the source," she said. "Not formally. But the photographs they're using are specific. They're not industry shots. They're taken outside this house." She looked at the window. The grounds. The gate at the bottom of the drive, visible in the morning light. Vivienne. Gone before dawn. The photographs taken from outside the house. "I'm still coming," Lila said. "Lila, the story is" "I'm still coming," she said. "Have the moderator ready. Have the room ready. I'll be there at nine-thirty."

He was focused solely on breaking open the tomb. “It’s good that you showed up,” Selene said, her tone almost smug. “Lucian and I were discussing Elara, and he wants to move her to another cemetery. I’m just here to help my husband.” Milo and I both froze, stunned by her words. Even in death, Lucian couldn’t seem to leave me alone. He was moving me around as if I were just another piece of property. “Is this your idea?” Milo demanded. “Why? Elara is dead! Can't you just let her rest in peace?”

She looked at her brother, then completely out of his mind, then at Linda's lifeless body. Then, like something inside her snapped, her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the spot. Linda was dead. Nash was arrested right there. His life was, for all practical purposes, over behind bars. Shirley, unable to handle the shock, completely lost her sanity, reduced to someone who could do nothing but sit there, drooling and muttering. However, none of that had anything to do with me anymore. I took Amy's hand and walked out of that blood-soaked villa without looking back.

parv said "atleast let's wait untill candy wake up doctor she already lost a chance to see her mom last time she can't even see her mom's dead body atleast let her see karthik" doctor replied "I can understand your emotions I also wants to wait but we can't keep the body out for more time he is brain dead if we keep some more time all organs stops working so it's better to make it fast about her condition we can't say when she wakes" parv's dad signed the form doctors taken karthik's body for organ removal after postmortem they given the body to them they taken the body to graveyard and built a tomb viranica is lying in coma near to death without knowing what major things happened in her lif

Celeste was bawling so hard that her voice had turned hoarse. Tears rolled down Naomi's cheeks as she walked Celeste to the intensive care unit. The doctor informed them that he might never wake up.

“I found her lying in the hallway.” At that moment, the doctor approached again, his expression solemn. “I’m sorry to disturb you once more,” he said professionally. “Her death has been concluded as accidental. It was a fall. We found oil stains on her clothes, and the police confirmed there was oil spilled in the hallway. She must have slipped.” A heavy silence followed. Zara lowered her gaze. Oil. Everyone exhaled slowly. “Poor woman,” someone murmured. One of the elderly relatives stepped forward, wiping her cheeks. “We will take her to her grandmother’s house,” she said firmly. “She will be buried with her people.”

A closed-off cemetery lay in the hill behind our town, and in it were over a hundred graves. Each grave bore the cause of death of the person buried there. I took in the entire cemetery with abject horror. Billy Larkin—died after a car hit him. Edward Brown—he'd been hiking up the mountains when a boulder crushed him. His remains were eaten by wolves, and only a few of his bones were left when they found him. Flora Waterhouse—she'd been on her way to the clinic to give birth when she fell into the sewerage system. Both she and her unborn baby died.

In my previous life, my Alpha mate buried me and my daughter alive as sacrifices to resurrect his first love. After being reborn, I personally took everything from him and sent him to hell! … Serafina Pike heard my words and grabbed Ethan Horn's arm while sobbing. "Ethan, since the Luna refuses, let's not force her. It's not her responsibility, after all."

The leaks are routed through a server in Sofia that doesn’t exist any more. Kenzi knows they came from someone in our team. From the people responsible for the murders. She has no idea who any of us are and never will. The new names on her piece this hour are Hardy and Mainwaring. Two further deaths overnight, in Bath and Salisbury, of men with longstanding business and social ties to Williams-Wynn. Both deaths were initially reported by local police as natural causes. Both men have appeared at the same private events as the late host across multiple years, and both held overlapping board seats with several of the men who died at the Marlborough estate. Sources close to the Wiltshire investi