Novel & Cerita Why Can't Kenny Die

Kate shrieked, “It is not possible. Ken has been in the dark all this while, “are you sure it is ken that visited him? it is absolutely impossible for ken to know about it.” Opula breathed hard. Her palpitation intensified “newsflash. We are in trouble. We just have to do something and stop him before it becomes too late.” Kate screwed up her brow. “What are you insinuating, huh. It is not too late already, since James knows about it. Whatever we will do right now is medicine after death.” “it, no it is not medicine after death. To an extent I was able to convince James, although he still has an iota of doubt but we can do away with Ken.”

"If I die with their blood inside of me, it will not end all magical beings like Kenny had wanted. It will just end vampires, wolves, and witches. And without those three—the strong ones—everyone else will die shortly after because they won’t be able to protect themselves. Kenny's spell that he was doing was started, and it can still be finished even with the wolf dead already." Her words struck deep, and I couldn’t ignore the gnawing unease that began to settle in my gut. The thought of the world unravelling, of everything collapsing, made my stomach twist. Kenny wasn’t just a threat to me or Clara. He was playing a game that could end everything. Clara didn’t wait for me to respond. She ke

“What are you talking about?” I stared at him for a beat, my mind racing with everything I’d pieced together over the past few days. The puzzle was coming together, but it didn’t fit in the way I expected. “You didn’t know the whole story, Kenny. Your father didn’t die because of me. He died because of Nathan. And this whole time, you’ve been playing his game.” Kenny’s face turned pale, his breath hitching. “What are you talking about?” he whispered.

John told me. "But ... why? Is that what Richard is planning? To kill her?" I asked. "Of course." John laughed. "He wants to make her his own before that, because when she was in Miami, she refused to hookup with him." No ... was Richard really that terrible? He kidnapped the woman to sleep with her before he killed her? "And why does he have to kill her? Why doesn't he just let her go?" I refused to believe it. "You're so naive, Margaret." he laughed again. "She's seen and knows too much. We can't just let her go. What if she goes to the police? This girl is already dead, understand this." he replied.

“It’s not loyalty, Ken. I’m being frank with you. I’ve accepted the fact that I’m going to die here and I’ve made peace with that but I’m also happy to know that your plans will never come to fruition.” “There’s nothing that can stop us, Ari. We can always get them removed again and it’s going to happen. What I haven’t decided yet is if you’ll be alive to witness it.” “I curse the day that I set my eyes on you, you bastard.” I spat at him. “If you come for the devil, you best not miss.” Ken grinned. “And about your mother…” He trailed off on purpose. “Don’t you dare say anything about her,” I yelled at his face, unable to keep my composure any longer.

Just as Kunle was about to speak again, tears suddenly rolled down Ken’s face, hot, heavy tears that he wasn’t able to stop. Kunle was stunned. Ken wasn’t the crying type. He could count on one hand how many times Ken had cried in his entire life. For him to be crying now meant something had gone terribly wrong. “Ken!” Kunle held him by the back of his neck. “Talk to me. You scare me. Who died?” Ken shook his head immediately. “Nobody died.” “Then what is it? Because I’m seeing guilt in your eyes, and it’s not ordinary guilt. What happened?”

Ken told me. “What the hell???!!” Ken, you just killed someone! “Just tell me you don’t have AIDS!” Ken told me. “Well, Ivy, my friend, perhaps is who Alex meant to kill, but I did not know she has AIDS. He came to where we were and began talking gibberish and nonsense.” I told Ken. The whole thing sounded like a dream. Ken breathed a sigh of relief. “Grace, I can never let anyone harm you.” Ken said. I looked at him for almost a minute. I wondered how strong Ken was, if he had the strength capable of triggering a land slide!

SCARLETT Absentmindedly, I took down a customer’s coffee and pastry order and passed it to the chef’s assistant before letting my mind drift back to the one thought that’d been on a loop in my head. It’s been a little over a week, yet, Ken’s death hasn’t stopped weighing on my fragile heart. No matter how much I thought of it, Ken’s punishment wasn’t worth his offense. In fact, no one should be that quick to kill anyone else, not even a powerful hybrid that thinks he can strut around with the world in his palms.

Killian was sure to put up a few offers that he knew would seem logical for a man that wouldn’t be rejecting anything from him, and considering the fact that he was supposedly working with me, a ‘dead’ man, we knew to make it believable. “I was surprised to find out that you got everything in order. It is something that is not even…” “I am not your human second hand.” I said, stopping him. He looked at me, studying my expression, before he nodded. “I can tell. Though I am surprised by the things that you managed to achieve in such a short period of time, I cannot say that I am disappointed.” He said, and I nodded. “How did you explain the fact that you are alive to Killian? I was surprised t

she added and breathed in. "You can do this Kenny." she encouraged herself and headed to Killian's dorm. She approached the door of the dorm, sighed heavily and pushed the transparent glass door. "Are you still alive Mr. CEO?" Jenny asked slowly and the cat meowed slowly. "Okay!" Kenny turned to exit the dorm but.... "Are you just gonna leave right now? Just like that? Are you really serious right now?" Killian said slowly and Kenny turned immediately. "Oh my.... you are still.... thank God!" Kenny giggled excitedly.