True Blood Does Eric Die Novels & Stories

Sophia said back. Eric turned around after zipping up his jeans' zipper and faced Sophia even without washing his hands. "Or maybe he was already dead after getting a bullet in his leg." "What did you just say?" Sophia asked Eric for a clarification. "You didn't know?" Eric broke an eager smile at Sophia before he realized to wash his hands. "Know what exactly, huh, Eric?" This time, Sophia's voice ascended. However, he did not even give a damn he was talking to the daughter of the Mafia King.

He says before hanging up. I stare down at my phone, frustration building up in me as I try to processing the news. Doc Eric is dead. And I have no idea what's going to happen now. How is Eren ever going to get his justice? ****************************************** ******************************************

control myself around her! “Aaa... that..” she was saying something “I think even you want to send them your kisses, right?” i told her “You can give it to me and i can pass it on” i added, the moment I said that i saw erica’s both cheeks turned into deep crimson shade, her blush was adding more beauty to her post pregnancy glow, she had few bruises on her face and neck yet she was looking absolutely stunning, our eyes were locked when i saw her lips slightly opened, taking that as a opportunity i leaned in but halted just inches away from her face and to my surprise erica instantly closed our gap and gave in to kiss me, without wasting another second I snaked my one hand in her waist and p

"Tessa! This is all your fault! If it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't be in this mess! I wish you were dead! Dead!!" Eric had stepped in front of me and took a knife slash across his chest. He crumpled to the ground, his face ghostly pale, his consciousness fading. The ambulance crew rushed him away. Slowly, the chaos of the scene settled into silence. I just stood there, staring at a ring on the ground, then smeared with bright red blood. I crouched, picked it up, and gently wiped the blood away. My fingertips went cold for a second, but I felt no regret.

**Flashback** (TRIGGER WARNING! It had been three days since Alpha Marcus, Eric's father had died. Eric had been drinking heavily, drowning himself in whiskey and grief. I found him in his study, slumped over his desk with an empty bottle in his hand. “Eric,” I said softly, stepping inside. “You need to stop.” He looked up at me with bloodshot eyes. “He's gone,” he slurred. “My father's gone.” “I know.” I moved closer, kneeling beside his chair. “I'm so sorry.”

Eric said walking closer, the man tried to get up quickly but Eric was faster, he threw the spear and pinned the man down to the bed as he screamed in pain; Eric holds the spear in his chest then turned it left and right as his victim screamed in pain “How does it feel” Eric asked, blood gushing out the victim’s mouth “Who are you?” he managed to ask “6 years ago you violated my mother” he said, the dying man had surprise on his face “You surely can not forget such” Eric said “You are...” he couldn’t complete his statement as Eric pulled out the spear then drives it into the victim’s neck, the force sends the spear out through the back of his neck into the bed, killing him instantly with eye

He and his Grandfather were investigating the murder of his Father and Mother, who would have thought the clue was with Eric Shouler. “What do you know of my parent’s death?” Blake asked. “Promise me you will not kill me, and the answer will….” Eric couldn’t finish as his neck began to bleed. Blake looked at Daren holding onto a dagger in his hands, and it was then plunged into his heart. If Blake and Sara’s attention hadn’t been on Eric’s confession of secrecy, how could Dareen have gotten close to Eric and then committed suicide? “Eric! Eric!” Sara yelled, sobbing as the life was slowly leaving the body. Eric tried to speak, only to have blood gurgling from his mouth.

"You were about to pass out." "I'm fine," I snapped as Eric lunged at Van. He dodged grabbing the knife ripping it from Eric's hand. He quickly plunged it into Eric's chest knowing it must be done. Eric was a threat to everyone. Eric's eyes widened before he collapsed onto the ground. I watched as blood spilled all over the floor covering the magical seal. Van tossed the knife aside as I knelt next to Eric. I wanted to watch him die to make sure he couldn't hurt Van again. Because of Eric, Brooke is dead.

I'm so not going to spare her when I finally lay my hands on her. "Boss!" My underboss came in "What is it?" I asked as calmly as I could "You need to calm down boss, it's bad news" he said slowly "Bad news? What are you talking about? Spill it now before I slit your throat!" I screamed when he was wasting time "Eric is dead! He took his own life when he was being pressured to say the truth" he said making me stagger backwards Eric is dead? How is this even possible? I saw him few hours ago right? I might not have made Eric my underboss but he's still the one I love the most.

I snapped, shutting the door behind me with such force the walls shuddered. Eric looked up slowly, smirking as if he owned the room and owned her. “I’m comforting her,” he said lightly. “Someone should be here when she wakes up.” “You need to get your hands off my wife,” I growled, walking toward him. “I thanked you for helping earlier, but that courtesy ends now. Leave.” He stood, but still close to her. “I’m not leaving.” “Eric—” “She might even not remember you,” he cut in, voice low, eyes burning. “The doctor said memory loss. That means she might not know who you are… but she’ll know me.”