Novel & Cerita Wish Death Upon Someone

The ghosts of my previous mates lingered in the recesses of my memory, a haunting reminder of love lost and lives cut short. The truth began to surface like a bitter pill. It wasn't a matter of simply saying no; it was an act of selflessness. I couldn't bear the thought of becoming their mate only to witness the inevitable – the tragic end that seemed to follow me like a relentless shadow. The specter of death loomed on either side, and the weight of that realization pressed down on me with an unbearable force.

I whisper, as my eyes burn. Aleister shakes his head. “ I would never. Even if he had taken my life, I wouldn’t have…done anything to him. ” “ Then how is it your fault? Are you a God? How can someone die if you wish death upon them, Aleister? How can you think that it’s possible? ” My fingers are starting to shake. If that stupid girl was alive, I would have strangled her to death with my bare hands. “ But…I wanted him to die. ” His voice is barely audible as he swallows. “ You don’t know how it…feels when your wish suddenly…comes true, Princess. ”

Which should be in a couple of days at the most. I remember we burned the enemy, those who had not disintegrated themselves - because apparently that is common knowledge between witches and warlocks. When you die, your magic will implode the moment your heart stops and you burn up from the inside out. Ashlee and Milan seemed surprised that we didn’t know when I asked them at today's meeting. Isabella had to leave the conference room when they told us, and I found her huddled over a trash can. “I just need a second.” She says when I hold her hair back in a ponytail in my hands.

Everyone who had little fate in me ended up dead. It's like I'm cursed! Everyone close to me suffers the wrath of my curse. What is the essence of life when everyone close to me is gone? Damien has taken so much from me and I don’t want to live anymore. I can’t believe I wasted much time running his errands meanwhile he had killed my mother. I don’t care what happens, I need to see Damen dead spit on the very ground that would someday cradle his lifeless form. In my despair, the tragic fate of Benita haunted my thoughts. Her love and firm loyalty had blinded her to the death-defying path she treads by associating with me. I couldn't shake the feeling that her demise was a consequence of my a

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true. Unfortunately, Mom couldn't hear

Jesse laughed wickedly and said, “Of course I can let them go. After all, I need someone to spread the great news of me killing two captains from Admiralporium!” Willow’s eyes were filled with tears as she said, “This is so frustrating! I haven’t become a master-level fighter yet, and I have to die now!” “Don’t worry. None of you are going to die today.” Kayson took a step forward and offered them a smile. Campian was shocked. “Mr. Yarde, you…” Jesse chuckled. “Seems to me that you have a death wish. Very well, then. I shall grant your wish!”

“And I…Giselle Sidney, f*cking accept your nonsense rejection, Caden Einsworth of the Highridge Pack.” The pain was so immense that I lost consciousness after a sharp, heavy sensation surged through my chest. The last thing I saw was Caden’s worried face as he ran towards me. I wish I were dead. I wish he had just killed me that night after he rejected me, not just all my feelings for him, but as his mate. He could have saved me more from the pain by ending my miserable life. I wish he had just killed me that night.

A huge fire broke out, the flames rising high into the sky. … The news reported that Derrick, the fugitive, and Victoria, his accomplice, had gotten into an argument over splitting the stolen money. One of them then planned the gas leak, but both of them died in the explosion. Whatever money was recovered from the site had mostly been destroyed. Just like that, an extremely evil man and a foolish, greedy woman put an end to each other's sins in the most gruesome and horrible way imaginable. I was trying on wedding gowns with Xander when I read about the news.

Jesse laughed wickedly and said, “Of course I can let them go. After all, I need someone to spread the great news of me killing two captains from Admiralporium!” Willow’s eyes were filled with tears as she said, “This is so frustrating! I haven’t become a master-level fighter yet, and I have to die now!” “Don’t worry. None of you are going to die today.” Kayson took a step forward and offered them a smile. Campian was shocked. “Mr. Yarde, you…” Jesse chuckled. “Seems to me that you have a death wish. Very well, then. I shall grant your wish!”

It would fix me in an unblinking stare while its black lips curled into a sinister sneer. I would try to look away, but find I couldn’t move as a sense of dread washed over me. Then, as soon as it appeared it was gone, replaced by an image even more horrific, that of someone I loved dying a gruesome death while the creature’s high-pitched cackle sounded in my head. My father, my aunt, my mates, my friends. The victim changed every night but it always ended the same, with me waking up screaming with the all too real scent of blood still in my nostrils.