Victorious #rex Dies Novels & Stories

Ean turned to look at her, then roared, "She's not dead! How could she be dead? It's impossible!" The doctor he brought stepped forward, shook his head, and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry, but she's gone. There are no vital signs." At that moment, the gatekeeper hurriedly ran over, "Mr. Smith, the surveillance footage was destroyed, but our people have been guarding the main entrance the whole time!" Ean was dumbfounded. If that was the case, it meant that I had entered an operational freezer that day! He roared at everyone around him, "You call this watching over her?"

“He nearly died. He stopped eating and drinking and started disregarding his safety during missions. Everyone thought he was going to give up and surrender to the darkness. Luckily, he managed to find himself again, but barely. It wasn’t until he came here, did it look as if he finally had a hint of light in his eyes.” Hit was a blinding and sudden clarity, I jumped to my feet. “I will see you in the morning, but I need to go!” Without waiting for a response, I rushed out of my office. At full speed, I ran through the packhouse, with only one thought. Minutes later, when I was standing in the hall, facing Daxton’s door, I lost my courage.

"How will I face her without wanting to tear her apart with my bare hands?" Lorenzo covered my hand with his. "That desire will fuel you. Use it. Control it. Remember, revenge is a dish," "Best served cold," I finished, forcing a smile that felt brittle on my lips. "I know." "I was going to say 'best served with champagne,'" he replied, handing me a flute of the bubbling liquid. "To the death of Alina Verma." I raised my glass but couldn't bring myself to echo the toast. Because despite everything, despite my new body and name and purpose, Alina wasn't fully dead. She lived in my memories, in my dreams.

Just evidence. Photographs. Documents. A single typed note. Sera's hands trembled as she unfolded the note again, though she'd memorized every word weeks ago: Your mate discovered something he shouldn't have. The order came from Alpha Kael Stormridge of the Silvermoon Pack. Marcus was asking too many questions about their border operations. I'm sorry I can't come forward-they'd kill me too. But you deserve to know the truth. He didn't die in a rogue attack. He was assassinated. On the Alpha's orders.

“Still… weak.” Damien stood over him, his fists clenched, blood dripping from his knuckles. “I am not you. I will not become you. You die alone. Knowing you lost. Knowing your empire is gone. Knowing your daughter betrayed you. Knowing your wife and child will never belong to you.” Victor tried to laugh again, but it turned into a choking cough. Blood flecked his lips as he stared at the ceiling. “You think… this is victory? I will haunt you… from the grave.”

"Okay, I will tell you where they are." "Thea, don't!" Rex cried out. "Shut your pretty mouth," the leader says and whacks the butt of his gun at Rex as he drops to the floor. "Rex!" "Señorita," the gun was pointed back at me again. I glare at him. "Lead the way, or he dies." Letting out a grunt as my eyes landed on Rex, who was on the floor. Blood gushed out from his head where the asshole had hit him.

But ultimately, I stood victorious, having killed all who dared to oppose me. I mind-linked Elijah, making sure that Thor was dead and remained so this time. It was getting late, but if I had to, I would drag this fight out until the last of the rebels had been slaughtered. But sure enough, once the zombie-wolves were taken out, the battle was an easy win. So Victor was victorious too... Not that I ever doubted that he would, but the fucking asshole could have mind-linked me about it! Growling low, I quickly mind-linked my men at White Moon Flower, asking about their status. And sure enough, my mate’s pack had been attacked---

With Khorn’s sacrifice, the number of possessed and Silver Hammer was now gone in an instant Rex and his team dealt with the stragglers while Kent, Aisha, and Yuuno dealt the traitor who somehow survived God splitter’s death cry. Kent turned his attention to his Arch-enemy, only to see Rio strangling Rex to the point of turning blue. Immediately tackling Rio freeing his friend from imminent death, he quickly ordered the search for the source of the Silver Hammer’s constant resurrection before the other squads are overwhelmed.

“I am honored to lead it for you.” Several more seconds of silence followed. “Indeed,” Rexius finally said, “this war will be magnificent. Within days, New York will be ours, and within weeks, the human race will be enslaved.” Rexius broke into a smile, licking his lips ever so slightly. Kyle dreaded when he did that. A smile from Rexius only meant one thing: bad news. “I am sorry to report,” Rexius continued, “that you won’t be here to share it with us.”

He said again and slammed my head against the wall, I didn’t even struggle with him anymore. This was probably my destiny, to die by Novan’s hands, destiny they say might be delayed but never denied. I began to loose grip on my consciousness, my head spun as he kept hitting my head against the wall, my mind flashed back to the last time I died by his hands, this was actually my destiny.