Novel & Cerita Why Can't Kenny Die

Kenny hugged the wound on his stomach and knelt in front of Lucy; he said: "Lucy, it's me who deserves to die. Alisa had to pay for what she did to Fidelia. But I haven't received everyone's punishment yet. Lucy, please forgive me. Shoot me dead if you want." Lucy's tears fell down her face; she ran to hug Kenny and sobbed as if to relieve the pain and torment of conscience after Fidelia's death. She pressed her hand to the wound on his stomach, her voice trembling: "Kenny, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…I don't want you to die!" Kenny smiled; he gently kissed Lucy's forehead and reassured her: "No. That's me volunteering. You are not at fault." At this time, Anna opened the door to the room an

"Anything to talk that they feel, any problem that the psychologist offers they can do it or with any teacher. We are here to help you. Remember that suicide is not the best way to remove suffering. We can all improve." Damn. I hated that everyone thought I had taken my life when I wasn't, when there was a killer on the loose! If only I could remember what happened that night. "Even when something happens is where they start to worry about our problems," I heard Jinni say. And it seemed to me that she was right. But Jinni had not come to my funeral according to her cause her mother was ill. That seemed a little weird to me. Nisha touched her shoulder, right where I had touched it. I s

Eli tried to throw himself forward to shield me, but Mom held him back with a firm grip, saying, "He needs to learn his lesson! He needs to understand what things he can and cannot say!" I overheard Mom and Dad talking in the kitchen the following day after the incident. Mom said through her tears, "He only has nine years left…" "I know," Dad said hoarsely." "J-Just nine years left…" It was only then that I understood that Eli was really going to die. It turned out that the numbers hovering above his head, unseen by anyone else, were the countdown to his lifespan. In the living room, Mom's and Dad's eyes were bloodshot as they carefully escorted Eli back to his bedroom.

“Did you guys hear? Kenny’s mum finally passed.” The laughter and ease at the table fell still. Adrian set down his glass slowly. “She had been sick a long while.” “Yeah,” Jakes said with a sigh, scratching his chin. “Hospitals, treatments… the whole works. I think it is a relief for her, finally at peace.” Leonard shook his head, swirling his drink. “Sad, but you know Kenny, right? Nothing in his life is ever small. If it is a funeral, trust me, it is going to be a full-blown event.”

"I was wrong... I'm so sorry, Kathleen!" Sadly, no amount of tears could bring the dead back to life. After the service, Annie fulfilled Kathleen's last wish and buried her in a peaceful seaside cemetery. Her tombstone bore only a few simple words. [Kathleen Sullivan, 1995–2024. A Woman Who Once Loved Deeply.]

I announced, then gently floated with my pup into Kane’s study. Inside, Commander Jack and his team were questioning Kane. “Alpha Kane, according to our investigation, Luna Kate died from massive blood loss that triggered systemic organ failure in her werewolf body.” “I’m curious—why would the Luna die in such a crude rental den?” “And from excessive blood loss, no less.” “Can you explain this?” Kane pressed his lips tight, as if recalling a horrific memory. “Commander Jack, here’s the truth—I and Luna Kate finalized our bond-severing seven days ago.”

Or at least, I always pretended they were joking, but I knew they believed it to be the truth. “I’m serious, I don’t think he even gives a damn about his parents,” Kenny had said one day, eying a distant Ezekiel who was busy beating some poor omega’s ass during training. “That is a boy who would murder his parents in their sleep and then pretend to be devastated the next day.” “Shut the fuck up, Kenny,” I’d bit out, barely resisting the urge to slap his stupid face. “Your jokes go too far.” “You, more than anyone else, know what he’s capable of,” Kenny had said to me, the look in his eyes somber. “You keep pretending he’s someone he’s not. Ultimately, the one he would hurt the most will be y