Tokito Death Novels & Stories

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She was starting to get on his nerves. “I don't care, if you want someone to do your dirty job, find someone else. Not him.” She said and turned towards her motorcycle. “You know, we had one.” Alex said and she paused and then turned to him. “We had one but she died.” He added and dropped the rolled up weed with him, he stepped on it and put his hands in his pants pocket and walked towards her. “She died. Her name was Tokyo. Do you want to know how she died?” He asked and stopped when he was inches apart from her.

Maximus’ POV. “Max, have you seen the news,” Brent said breathlessly when he went to the office. After that he showed her the livestream news on his phone. The Manhattan Tribune July 13, 2025 / Breaking News Akihiro Taka, 42, a data security specialist contracted by Wallace Empire Corporation, was found dead late Saturday night inside his black Bentley Bentayga EWB Mulliner, parked near East 57th Street. Police sources confirmed Taka’s death is being treated as an apparent suicide, citing evidence of carbon monoxide poisoning. A handwritten note was discovered on the passenger seat, though authorities have yet to release its contents.

Tucked inside was a small Post-it: [Database Password: SK19980521] (President Kanzaki’s death date.) Takuto stared at the login screen. “He’s been carrying that guilt for over two decades…” A soft rustling dragged his attention away. Daifuku nudged the morning newspaper toward him with a paw. The society section headline read: Renowned Educator Morita Announces Retirement, Donates Millions to Anti-Bullying Foundation In the photo, Morita stood with shoulders squared at a podium.

Takeshi just remained silent staring down at Koishi still running his finger through his hair. "He is dead," Zen said which only made Takeshi freeze turning his gaze as he stares back at the man looking at the rare view mirror. "Really he died such an easy death and now I have to prepare a funeral for him and-" "We can't do that he killed himself" this only made Takeshi clutch his jaw with his other hand clutched into a tight fist. "So? what are you trying to say?" "The cops are involved"

The Tokyo Commissioner almost rolled his eyes, as he certainly was lying, and Yoshitaka himself had told him to do it. Still, he pretended to sigh somberly and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mitsui, but your brother is truly dead. It appears that many yakuza members and hitmen stormed Tokyo Dome tonight to kill Tanya Sweet for the bounty on her head, and your brother was unfortunately caught in between." Yoshiyasu listened, his hand clenching over his chest as his heart beat twice as fast from excitement, and not misery. Still, the show must go on.

“Ms. Suka left in tears and a handprint on her face. “Her social media account was canceled, and her talent agency dropped her. She had to pay an exorbitant price due to the breach of contract. “Ms. Suka had been under a lot of stress these few couple of days and attempted suicide several times. She must harbor a lot of resentment toward you. “You, on the other hand, are a shareholder of TikTok and the son-in-law of the Ridgesouth Quints. You command power in Riverbank. She’s just a girl without any influence. “The only way she could get her revenge was to ruin you with her death. “She just didn’t think that the security was tight at Villa No. 9. She couldn’t get close to you. “So she snuck

The blood there had always been cold. "Lucian." I forced his name out of my throat, thin and hoarse. "Lucian, wake up. You can't die. What am I supposed to do if you die." His eyelids twitched, then slowly opened. Those once deep red eyes had turned a dull brown now, from the sealing of his power. He looked at me a long time, as if making sure I was still alive. "Nora." "I'm here." "You said separate, just now."

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

“Kenzo Harusame is dead.” Through their binoculars, Holy Tiger’s sidekicks clearly witnessed Kenzo’s death. Their eyes were wide open in shock. Hailed as the rightful heir to the title of Sword Master, Kenzo had been killed by someone wielding Santoryu. “How is this possible? Tyr Summers is insane!” Initially, they felt confident in rescuing Holy Tiger, but after seeing what happened, fear and doubt came creeping in. “Even Kenzo could not defeat Tyr, who else in Japan can do so?” one of the duo exclaimed in utter despair.