When Does Kurapika Die Novels & Stories

It same goes to Kloper and Groid. “No,” Kloper uttered. “This is not true. Freea won’t die. Why aren’t you all moving?! Let’s take her to the hospital!” Crying, he was about to rush towards the side. But someone held his wrist to stop him. Kloper looked back at Groid, who’s also crying at the side. With pale complexion and reddened eyes, Groid stared at Kloper before he shook his head. It’s the end, an end without cure.

Raphael wiped the last of his tears from his eyes, and she knew his tears of joy were mixed with tears of sorrow. “I see. I’m so sorry, Raphael.” She shook her head and moved to get up. “I can’t imagine how you must be feeling, having lost your love, twice. I’m so very sorry.” Raphael tried to stop her, but her will to break free from his hold apparently took him by surprise, and she stood up on her own. “Is it over, Raphael?” she asked, looking around. He stood as well. “Yes, it’s over. Dr. Chappo is dead, along with his goon squad. And we have Steve bound over there.” He pointed to a chair in the corner of the lab. “He’ll be dealt with, Serena.”

“Darius ended him. I didn’t believe it either until….” “Until I saw it myself.” The deep voice at the doorway made me jolt. Davis stepped inside, his expression as grim as I’d ever seen it. His eyes lingered on me, then softened briefly before hardening again. “I returned only yesterday, but even I know about it. It's been spreading like wildfire. The news is real, Kiara. Kael is dead. Darius struck him down.” “No…” My head shook faintly against the pillow, the tubes at my arm trembling with the movement. The room seemed too small, airless, and my chest too tight to contain what I was hearing. “No, that, that doesn’t make sense. Why would he….”

Caspian’s eyes widened as several werewolves rushed in toward him. Footsteps galloped toward Caspian, someone shouting to the other, asking for help, and saying something about dying. Caspian smiled weakly. He ends up just like Cooper, dying at the hands of Zed. At least Caspian could die peacefully because he already knew who killed his best friend. Even though the reality he got was so bitter. Ah, no. There was one more thing he wanted to confirm before leaving this world. Is Elora safe? Can they save her?

I smiled painfully at him as I started to stroke his fur but just then, his eyeballs retracted slowly and his eyes slowly went close. With this, Kora winced lowly in reaction while I tightly squeezed my eyes shut in my anguish as more tears tried to force their way out of it. Kiba was dead. This time for real— no resurrection or reawakening. He was gone. I continued to cry now as I felt my heart being stabbed inside my chest and then, after a moment, I felt a touch on my shoulder. I heard Anika’s voice now. “He’s dead, Ciril.” She said, her voice gentle but also a bit emotional. “I know it’s painful but you have to move on— there’s still a war to conclude, Ciril.” She muttered and I opened m

SCARLET'S POV Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor. “What do you mean?” He blurted out with his fists to his sides. “Alpha Kaiden is dead. We found him a few hours ago. The physician confirmed it. I'm sorry, Scarlet, but he's gone.”

The rest of the curers –first about 200, now, just a mere 80– fled for their lives, but it was too late for them, Kendra and the rest of the warriors charged in on them, striking everyone who was left in a vengeful fury. By the time the mini battle had ended, not a single Curer was left alive, it was a complete obliteration. Kendra’s gaze sought out Killian in through the crowd, and her heart sank at the sight of so many silver arrows sticking out of his jet black fur. “Killian!!!” She was by his side in a minute, tears already making its way into her eyes. “Oh, Kill… what have you done?” His wolf whined softly and licked her face, its frightening gray eyes shining with unshed tears.

Lucian’s jaw flexed. “He died,” he said. “Not in battle. Not of age. In his own bed, shaking and frothing while the elders chanted and my mother cried.” He swallowed. “Some say his heart gave out from the strain. Some say the curse took what it wanted and left an empty shell.” “And you?” I asked softly. “I held his hand till it went cold,” he said. “And felt something… move. From him. Into me.” A chill crawled up my spine.

Kovu POV My heart pounded as I watched the coffin's lid burst open and Kaliyah emerging from within. The last time I laid eyes on her, she was on the brink of death. Our pack's best warrior was torn apart in the last war against the Eldrath pack. I wasn't able to make it back to the palace in time and I knew she died in my arms. “Catch her!” I ordered when I noticed her falling to the ground. Two of my men rushed forward and caught Kaliyah just before she collapsed to the ground. I marched towards them as they laid her gently on the ground and checked her pulse.

* An Before death ... I saw Akira end this fight, I saw the four princes returned to earth and they were with Yasashi. I saw everyone returning to their bodies and the vampire army who had stopped attacking and defending. I thought it was over and I would be free soon. I watched Akira stab the handsome guy with his sword until the handsome one is dying. But unexpectedly a cold wind was heading towards me, a very cold wind.