The One Where Nana Dies Twice Novels & Stories

"Where are they?" "The morgue. All three died in a car accident six months ago. Single vehicle collision on the A1 outside Naples." Six months ago. Right around the time they would have been returning from their job. "Any details about the accident?" "Brake failure. The car went off an embankment. Ruled accidental, but..." "But what?" "The timing is convenient. Almost like someone wanted to make sure they couldn't talk about their last job." I closed my eyes. Vanessa wasn't just alive.

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

"You'd better stop this, or I'll fire you and kick you out of my house!" That answered everyone's questions. Whispers started to spread. "Ah, no wonder they share a home. Her mother's his nanny." "She seems decent enough, but she's a gold digger. I can't believe she's claiming Mr. Solomon committed bigamy." "You know women like her. They can do anything for status. If you want them to kill their parents for it, they would do it." I heard everything, and I gave Yvonne a smirk. Her smile was freezing up faster than hot water turning into ice at near absolute zero temperature.

I asked, but instead of answering me he led me to the vacant lot. He arranged the blanket and set the basket down there. He brought out the food from the basket. As he arranged everything I just stood and stared at him. I think I fell in love with this man. He replaces with new memories the ones I annoyed him with before. "Sit here, Ze." he commanded and pulled me to sit in front of him. At the same time he put his hand on his head. "Nana cooked them, not me. I tried. But the meat got burned." he confessed and I laughed.

It was a struggle deciding who to focus on as both of them had information that caught my attention. "This is how it works," Nana said. "You fall to your death and everyone is happy." "Why are you doing this?" The serial killer that Helen mentioned was standing right before me. It was still a shock that I was handling it well. How did Nana become a killer? There was no going back from this. She had already killed not one but four! If the Alpha's found out, they would kill her without hesitating for a second. "Why?" She scoffed. "That's a pretty good question but what difference does it make if I tell you? You're just going to die like all the others. No one will stand in the way of my reveng

She pointed at my chest to where my heart was supposed to be located. “This is your timeline, my dear, not mine. Mine had already ended when your grandfather died. But I have stayed because God knows that you needed these exact words I am giving you right now. I am not your soulmate, my dear. And let’s be honest, I won’t be here forever, dear.” I burst into tears. “Oh, baby,” Nana said as she pulled me into her chest, wrapping her fragile arms around me. “Don’t be sad, that’s just how life is.” She added as she stroked my back.

Kendell We pulled up in a hug, Nana joining in. "It's finally over," Alexa muffled over my shoulder. "Yes, it is," Nana said softly, smiling in response—just before a frown formed on her face, a blade thrusting into her belly. She gasped, as her eyes flew to her bleeding belly. "No..." Alexa screamed as she crumbled, taking Nana in her laps. Hector chuckled darkly, his sword dripping, "and you really thought it was gonna end happily?"

Stan let her off and she glanced at the caller ID, it's Craig. “Nana is dead, Sophia” Craig informed and hung up. Sophia's hands shiver and it appeared as if she was hit with a terrible cold as she suddenly hugged herself. Stan dislodged her arms and hugged her instead. “What happened?” Stan asked and Sophia's tears just flowed down her cheeks. She'd said she would go and visit Nana after the movie was over. Why couldn't she wait a day longer for her? “My Nana is dead” she answered, placing her head on Stan's shoulder. It's true that Nana was old but she wished she could leave forever or better still longer for her. But she'd died.

Jana stood there, watching the car, as if silently bidding Naomi farewell, before turning and reentering the palace. Meanwhile, Sarah came out of her room holding the crying child in her arms. She smiled, and Jana approached her. She stood in front of Sarah, gently playing with the child until he calmed down. Jana said softly, “It’s as if he senses his mother’s illness and the separation to come.” Sarah replied, “Poor Lady Naomi… she travels in search of hope in life, fleeing from death.” Jana added, “Perhaps today is the last day we see her…” A tear slipped from her eye.

Her words were true, but I just can’t… “I can’t, Nana!” “Why not?” “I just—” “Are you terrified that she’ll take Joanna’s place in your life and heart, just as she as Keren?” Nana’s voice rang from the other end and… I froze. Because… as much as I wanted to deny that it wasn’t the case. I couldn’t deny the fact that I was terrified of her taking Joanna’s place, and the latter would become simply a thing of the past… and long forgotten.