To Die For Real Story Novels & Stories

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

"If I do this, if I fake my death—I cannot contact anyone. Albert. Antonio. Grace. They will think I am really gone." "They will grieve. That grief will be authentic. X-One and X-Two will detect authentic grief and accept your death as real. Fake grief gets noticed. Real grief sells the deception." X-Three grabbed my flickering hand. "You want to protect them? Make them believe you are dead. It is the only way." "How do I know you are not just X-One wearing a conscience as camouflage? How do I know this is not another layer of manipulation?"

I can feel tears building in my eyes. He continued “He made Caiden fake your death in a car accident. The car fell off the bridge into a river. The river being deep and full of currents, killed us. He even faked our deaths so we are all stuck here. Well it was our choice to come. I can’t let you go through this alone. The story is we were going on a long drive and were drunk. The driver lost control and the car fell into the river. The river being deep and full of violent currents in it, the bodies weren’t necessary.”

"Dr. Parker, you told me my husband died of natural causes. Are you admitting you lied to me?" There was silence on the other end of the phone. "Dr. Parker?" I asked sweetly. "Are you still there?" "Elena, please," he whispered. "Please tell them the truth. Tell them you knew about the plan. Tell them Marcus asked me to help him fake his death." "I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about," I said. "My husband died of a massive head trauma. That's what you told me, and I trusted your professional judgment."

Said the doctor to him. “Thank you doctor, but I have a favour doctor” said Richard. “Yes, what is it?” replied the doctor to him. “ I want you to keep this in private. tell the police that my wife died and also my son, I will frankly honest to you doctor that there’s an enemy wanted to kill us, for the sake of my son alive, I want you to tell the police that they died together with my son, I will pay you what ever you want just to protect my son, that’s why I’m doing this so that the enemy will not hurt and harm my son when they heard that my wife and my son both died” A big request of Richard to the doctor.

And I will pay you for it without question. I saw his pupils flicker. Money. Temptation. I pressed again, in a lower voice: —All I want is a fake death. You stop my heart for a few minutes, you make them believe that I am dead. Then you announce my death to my family. The rest... I'll take care of it. He swallows hard. — But… what about the body? What will we do with the… body, in the coffin? A cold smile appeared on my face.

- He said. - What's your idea? – He questioned him. - I'm going to create the terminal cancer story, I'm going to be officially dead next week, I'm going to need to hire some actors, someone to certify liver cancer and metastasis. - He said. - Leave that part to me, let's make everyone think you died in two days. - He said. During that week, when they organized the plans, went to some paparazzi, when they paid for some doctors and hospitals, was when they were negotiating an interview with a clearly paid contracted relative.

" The live had hit millions of views. Hundreds of comments ran up expressing total shock. "I bought the corpse from a morgue. I staged the crash. It was fake." She pointed a finger at Mateo. "I didn't die in that car, Mateo. I died the night I found my Elena died because of you couldn't wait to fuck my aunt. The woman who climbed out of that wreckage... she was someone else. She was a woman who would rather burn the world down than spend one more night in your bed."

I wanted the pain to stop. "God! You are so annoying even when you are dying. Well, since you have done so much for us I can at least tell you the truth. You see, Liam was always in love with me but it was you who had the property and the power left by your mother. It was all about the money sweety. You could only get everything after your marriage and Liam was the perfect candidate. We tricked you right from the start and let me tell you it wasn't even that hard. Your naive and pathetic self fell right where we wanted you to" she laughed as if it was the most obvious thing. Maybe it was, if I wasn't so naive or in love then maybe ......maybe I would have seen their true colors from the star

Adrian stared at the dark stain, then gave a cold laugh. “Fake blood?” he said. “You really prepared everything.” I tried to tell him it was real, but no sound came out. The pain spread through my body. My knees gave way, and I collapsed onto the marble floor. It was freezing. Adrian was still speaking above me, but his voice grew farther and farther away. I stared at the chandelier until the light blurred. Then I lay there, unable to move. And I never got up again.