Wish Death Upon Someone Novels & Stories

Thoughts of what could have been gnawed at his soul, and he vowed to cherish those he cared for in the future. As her casket was lowered into the ground, a sorrowful silence settled over the mourners. Sheila's untimely death served as a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of appreciating those who brighten our existence. The poignant farewell marked the end of a life filled with untapped potential and left an indelible mark on all who knew her.

They belong together, just like Ashely and me. My father found his second chance mate. So yes, it's different for other werewolves or whatever supernatural creature you are. If your first mate leaves you, you will get a second chance. They have to go, not dead. If your first mate dies, well, sorry, you are next. You die of a broken heart. I was paying attention when I felt someone touch my shoulder because I was still staring at the door where Maxime and Ashely disappeared towards the dining room to sit down for dinner.

I thought what happened was real, I thought I was dead, I thought. I cried in Joseph's chest. "Honey, don't worry. No one will hurt you anymore, no one will hurt you anymore because Aunt Beth is gone." I stopped crying and faced Joseph again. "Huh? What's gone?" "He's gone, he tried to enter Tito Joel's house. He didn't know there was a guard at Tito's house, he thought we were the only ones with a guard so he had the courage to enter Tito's house. There was a shootout there and he was killed Aunt Beth of the police. She's loved no more, no villain in our lives."

She noticed his presence from afar and saw his disappointed look for his failure, but still, he left, giving her a small smile without any grudge and giving her blessing for her new life through mind linking with her, which was impossible for a new wolf shifter to do. “Happy birthday, little wolf, and I see you got right about the mate. So, I’ll not show up again. Goodbye.” This is his last words for her before he left and never showed up. She forgot about him as well until, one day, she gets news about him being killed in a pack attack after being betrayed by his own, one of the loyal men who shook hands with his enemy behind his back. His death was a tragedy and soon turned into a big topi

◇◇◇on the other side◇◇◇ person 1 : what's happening person 2 : everything is going as per our plan person 1 : no I feel suspicious person 2 : what's wrong person 1 : are you asking what's wrong huh what's wrong everything is wrong person 2 : what exactly you are trying to say person 1 : can't you all see our plans are failing all the shares from shareholders were bought by another person but who is that guessing all our plans before we implemented them mysterious man : whoever it is they must pay the price for this even my company is going in a huge loss person 1 : I think it's that avishka person 2 : she will not do that she knows what will happen if she fight back so what she killed her o

“You can’t interfere with werewolf justice,” the elder protests. “I just did,” the Witness counters. “Because I’ve learned something in the past three seconds that I failed to understand in eons of observation. Death isn’t just ending, it's the loss of all these connections, all these relationships, all this meaning. And having experienced them briefly, I refuse to be complicit in destroying them.” It turns to me with something that might be respect if eternal observers can feel such things.

Adiyan’s sacrifice might have turned the tide of this world towards a bright future. “Yes a powerful wave of energy did leave me when Adiyan died, I am not sure if it's the same one that hit you people and if it's the cause of rising Liastronse levels. It could be because a vile vampire like Vildus is dead, the darkness he carried has been lifted.” I answered while they nodded in understanding. One of the pack members walked in and informed me. “Alpha Wakins will see you now.” “Thank you," I answered and got up, ready to meet the man who had been cruel to me my entire life.

“She’s meant to have been discharged a while ago but there’s really no one at home. Even—“ I knew the name she was about to call. And her face draped, having remembering after the whole day. “Even Jade isn’t around to take care of her” She tried to hard to let it out of her lips. And my hands fell on hers to provide her comfort. She shook her head, as if resisting the urge to break into tears. And i knew then, that after everything, Wu did love her. “I guess that’s life. It can be so shitty and petty that you lose the people you love. Or grown to love. Jade shouldn’t have died, and i’m about to tell you what i heard a million times times after Wesley—”

she asked. "Soñar," She gasped again and smiled, "I'm so sorry for your loss. I hope Soñar gets repaid badly for his misdeeds," I let out a choked laugh and cleaned my tears, "Soñar is also dead. Dashiell killed him."

Then, she sighed, a long, drawn-out breath that seemed to carry all the weight of the knowledge she was about to share. “A wraith is the result of a death left unfinished, unresolved,” Alice began, her voice soft but tinged with something dark. “It’s a spirit, yes, but not the kind you might think. It’s not a simple ghost. A wraith is born from agony—pure, uncontrollable anger and resentment. When someone dies in such a way, with so much hatred and pain in their heart, they don’t just fade away. They linger. They transform into something... else.”