Who Died In Power Book 2 Novels & Stories

“Until then, really, I do suggest you rest.” “I’ll… consider it…” I relented a little. Dr. Patel sighed and turned for the door. “Save me from stubborn patients and their caregivers,” he muttered under his breath as he left. When he was gone, Rowena turned to me, eyes sharp, not loopy at all. “So?” “So…?” I echoed. “We do have two dead bodies in the bookstore. I don’t know how long that lie’s going to hold. Plus it’s not as though you’re an actual registered human being. Do you even have a birth certificate?” Rowena asked.

I knew it hadn't killed Cedric, but at least it delayed him for now. I was in more pain than I ever had been. This power was too much. I dropped to my knees as the power consumed me. I couldn’t handle it. Ekron and Moxdea had been right. This was going to kill me. But I wouldn’t go without making one last command. “Kill Cedric!” I bellowed before collapsing on the ground and dying.

“But later I checked the personnel records.” “And?” Carter swallowed. “He wasn’t listed as hospital staff.” Damian felt the tension rise. “Then who was he?” Carter glanced around again, nervous. “I don’t know.” “But I know someone else who might.” Damian’s attention sharpened. “Who?” Carter spoke quietly. “The lead scientist.” Dr. Miriam Hale. Damian’s eyes narrowed slightly. “She died in the fire.” Carter shook his head immediately. “No.” Damian stepped closer.

But something irked Steven because, in all honesty, Emma was not entirely wrong. The people had only seen him fall from the grace, whimpering in pain after losing his powers and wolf, but his body was never recovered. There was not a single person who was interested in performing the burial ceremony for him. So, all of them left his body to rot in the wilderness. It was a well known fact that the power hungry, blood bound Alpha of the Scarlett Pack died all alone. But was he really dead? Could he still be alive after losing his wolf? Did the Scarlett Witch do something to keep her mate alive?

"He died?" "Yeah. An accident. He didn't survive. The pack's in chaos. People are whispering already. You should be here." None of this made sense. Not even a little. "Yeah," I muttered. "I'll be there." I hung up, tossed the phone onto the passenger seat. My mind was racing faster than my pulse. That wasn't how it happened. In my past life, Gamma Killian went to prison. Not dead. Not an accident. He was caught trying to stage a power play by poisoning father... Bastien.

He took me in his arms, pressed the muzzle of the gun to my temple. "All of you will rot along with me and her," he yelled at the policemen. He loaded his gun, I closed my eyes, I saw my whole life go through my mind in a matter of seconds. I would die, this time if I would. My tears fell. I could hear Max's desperate cries at not being able to do anything. I heard a loud detonation, I clasped my eyes as much as I could, but I felt that Oliver's arms were leaving me, I opened my eyes and saw Oliver's body collapse, in his head there was a large hole, you could see small pieces of his brain mass on the floor. I turned to look to the sides, the lights of the patrol cars blinded me, I ju

After all, in front of the absolute Powerman, Powerman of Martial God like them was nothing more than cannon fodder. Even the most powerful one was easily defeated by Yang Xiao. Immediately, some people were afraid of him and looked at each other. Even if only half of the people left the small courtyard, no one dared to say anything even if they left. After all, it was uncertain whether the people they invited were alive or dead. Ha Sang might have died a long time ago. After his death, no one would pursue their responsibilities. The remaining half of Powerhouse wanted to fight to the death with Yang Xiao, but unfortunately, Yang Xiao wielded two more swords and killed two more people.

That was the signal for the departure of everyone who watched us as if the show was over. At that point, I could not help but gasp as the transparent liquid went down from my eyes to my cheeks. But before anyone could notice it, I immediately wiped away the tears that welled my eyes. I got up from the trade while still carrying the book. I turned to look back at Hailey and Albus. There, I saw them again. I saw two black shadows behind them. Two grim reapers who would soon take their souls to the other side of the world.

He simply stood there, staring at the floor in silence. I slowly walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. "You've done something most people couldn't." His body trembled slightly before he slowly looked up at me. I continued quietly, "But something like this can't just be swept away. A child can't die for no reason and have everyone pretend nothing happened." I held his gaze. "Someone has to answer for what happened here, don't you think?"

Taylor was standing by the side with a somber expression while Caden kneeled near the boy. “He looks too young to die.” “Younger than Peter, actually. He just turned twenty-two.” “What caused the death?” Caden turned to Khama, his eyes shot open when he heard the age. “Guess it is the curse, Mr. Caden. He had foam coming out of his mouth and eyes bloodshot when we found him in the opposite direction of the beach from where you came across Peter. But we were too late to find him. He was already dead.” “Curse?”