This Man Must Die Novels & Stories

If there is anything else he hates in life, is seeing a man begging for his life when he should be standing proud and greeting death like an old friend. Death is every man's companion and it should be welcomed with open arms and not with fear and regret but he is a loser before him, pleading. Those are the type of people he gives the most painful death of all for they are cowards, losers and a shame to the mafia society. Finally, he got tired of the man's pleads that were threatening to bleed his ears. With just one hit from his leg, the poor man flew almost across the room and hit his head on the glass table, causing it to shatter.

“That doesn’t matter. If I were to kill myself, then I would become nothing less than a selfish idiot.” “So you’re telling me you wish to continue living again.” “I do not need to live again because I have never stopped living. I have people that I care about greatly and I don’t want to see them suffer because of me.” “Very well then,” the man said. He pointed to the center of the room. The light now focused on the center of the room. Another man was kneeling on the ground, chained to a pole. His unanswered cries for help rang out through the room. “Since you cannot take your own life, you must take the life of another.”

Hesitation flashed in the man’s eyes. “You can’t do that, right? The clean image you have portrayed to the public cannot be stained, right?” The man had the audacity to nod and I pushed him to the ground. The pain etched on his face fueled my excitement as I stood over him and said, “Then you can choose to die in the explosion.” I walked backward. “You have a minute to decide.”

he said slowly, “of who you really are?” My chest tightened. My mind went blank. “Who are you working for?” Gio grabbed his shirt, his voice shaking with anger. The man laughed again, then stopped abruptly and turned his gaze back to me. “Killing me,” he said calmly, “or letting me live… won’t solve the riddle.” “What riddle?” I whispered. “He wants you,” the man continued, eyes burning into mine. “And he will get you.” “Who?” Gio demanded. The man smiled one last time then, before anyone could react, he stabbed himself in the chest.

I quickly asked. “You do not have to know,” Man 1 groaned. “Of course I do,” I retorted strongly. “I need to know I won't be getting myself into big trouble.” “If you are not sleek about it, you’ll get yourself into trouble. If it was another person who saw you killing that man, then you would’ve been in prison right now.” “If you are worried about me not being sleek, then do the fucking job yourselves!” I groaned. My eyes darted between the both of them. “Why do you want her dead?”

I'm still very young. “You see? She agrees to it. So, mister, your kind gestures are deeply appreciated. But you need to close your eyes till eternity.” Tobin pointed the gun at the man on the floor. I watched the man beg for his life, for a second chance, but Tobin wasn't having any of that. “I promise I'll make it up to you! You can't just kill one of your own because he made a mistake! Please!” The man begged. Tobin still pointed the gun at him and this time, the man wasn't talking loudly. “Please boss, please.” He muttered under his breath as his eyes were filled with surrender to death.

This is now a matter of life and death and he's chosen to protect his people, so he'll willingly die by Dan's hands today. "You shouldn't waste your time Beta, no matter what you do, I won't reveal the name of the one who had sent me. Also know this, you may have succeeded in killing me today, but be aware that there are more to come since the one who had sent me will stop at nothing until you're dead." He smirked. "It's only a matter of time before your luck will finally run out, watch your back Beta, you have no idea what lurks in the dark. You're a dead man you hear me! Dead!" The man then burst into laughter. Dan's grip on the blade tightened, then he let out a low dangerous growl. "You'

the man screamed, his face contorted in agony. Adrian remained unfazed. "I couldn't care less whether he lets me go or not. We're already enemies, so killing you won't make much difference." "Fine. Since you've made this decision, I have nothing more to say," the man snarled. With that, he picked up a sword from the ground and plunged it into his own chest. Adrian understood the man's choice. Facing Kayden, the man had no future. Refusing to surrender to Adrian, his only choice was to take his own life.

Men on his back got alerted and pointed their guns on my direction. As if they can kill me. I pointed the gun to the guy. “Even if you kill me, you cannot escape. My death will costs nothing. My fellowmen will catch you anyway,” the man said heartlessly, as if he fear nothing at all. Even the death itself. My heart shrinked, because he was right. I might be able to kill him, but not everyone he was with. And even if I kill him, there would be no escape of me. I never felt so hopeless before.

the kneeling man pleaded desperately. “You know that’s not how it works, Joel,” the one called Jerry replied coldly. “If you decide to leave, you die. If you try to run, you die. If you disobey the boss, you still die. You have no choice but death.” The shadows kept their faces mostly hidden, but their voices carried a finality that made my blood run cold. I had just finished removing my heels when one of the men suddenly appeared in front of me. My breath hitched. His eyes burned with menace, his lips curled into a wicked grin.