Xena Dies Mga Nobela at Kwento

Grace suddenly grabbed me, her eyes red with rage. "You did this on purpose. You sent Xavier to that operating table, didn't you? You're a murderer!" I shook her off and sneered. "Grace, you really are good at framing people." So, I swiftly pulled out my phone and played another crucial video to everyone. The footage came from a portable camera set up by the family of the patient in the neighboring bed. The recording clearly showed Xavier walking past the room and noticing Leo's stuffed toy left on the bed. He had a curious glint in his eye, clearly interested in the toy. So, he picked it up and started playing with it.

I assert, as Asher rolls his eyes. "It's a rule, you don't hit on the mafia leader’s girl," he explains, showing me Axel's name flashing on his phone and huffing in annoyance. "I'm not his girl," I object, but he rolls his eyes once more. "Hey there, brother. What's happening in—" he starts cheerfully, but his tone changes as I hear Axel's voice shouting at him from the other end of the line. "Yes, I know it's barely 10 am, but I had to kill this man... No, Xena is okay. Surprisingly, she's not shaken at all. It's like she's really adept at handling these situations. Makes you wonder, doesn't it? I believe she could handle you and your lifestyle—" Asher's words taper off as Axel launches int

Calliope said “Okay sis, thanks for the sermon" Xyla teased her Xandros walked over from his table where his friends sat to where Xyla was, he didn't pay any attention to Calliope as he came for Xyla “What the bloody hell was that? You're frolicking with Jake? I thought you'd have known better? Tyler just died and you're willing to move on so fast" Xandros complained bitterly, Calliope cleared her throat which gave Xandros the vibe that he needed to curtail his pretentious gimmicks.

But his heart clenched when his eyes landed on Xenia, her form moving gracefully, her eyes focused, but then— A stray lunged at her from behind, its claws outstretched, and before Xenia could react, she was hit. The force of the blow sent her sprawling to the ground, a cry of pain escaping her lips as she clutched her side. Kaleb's heart stopped, a roar of rage escaping him as he moved towards her, his eyes blazing with fury.

Sage. Xena was bleeding, dying and angry. Yet despite all that she was going through, she refused to be helped. She was limping angrily as she left a trail of blood behind her. “You will die if you don’t get the help that you need, Xena,” I said for the umpteenth time. She only glared ahead and kept on limping. I could tell that she hated losing a fight and maybe this was the first time she had lost one. I was not so sure but she was taking it badly.

For the family we were building. For the future we were fighting to protect. One day at a time. It wasn't perfect. But it was ours. And maybe that was enough. ________ A/N: Rest in peace Xena Catalina Zara Blackwood. Born February 14, 2000. Died February 14, 2020 The whole reason all this started. Dead from the start, still haunting the narrative. PPS: Yes, Sophia was cruel, she intentionally killed Xena on her birthday and Valentine day, turning a day of happiness to sorrow.

Dark. It was so dark, her eyes felt heavy and it was hard to breathe. Halle couldn’t tell if she was alive or dead. All she heard was Martha's voice echoing in her head over and over again and it only served to remind her just how disposable she was to the Stone family. Halle felt cold, then she felt the urge to cry. She was feeling a little of thing at that moment and lastly she wondered, would Xavier find her before it is too late?

I somehow remembered how curious I was about a lot of things, but that curiosity stopped when I could no longer remember anything. Then the rest is history. I became the cowardly Xiellenna who exists in Hans' life and faded into Dark's side. "The reason why she killed her mother is because of hatred," I murmured. I’m not sure, but the trauma of seeing how Rylie smiled after pushing her mother was somehow creepy and still lingers in my mind, after I remembered these few pieces of my memories.

His face had turned pale, his lips slightly blue and grey patches under his eyes. He looked… ’Dead, he looks dead’ Xena whimpered in my mind, her pain exuded in waves from her body and entangled itself with mine, my pain, and my anger, amplifying it. He’s not dead, not yet, we can save him ’For the price of our lives’ Is that going to be a problem for you? Xena growled, lowering her head, had I been another wolf it would've been seen as a challenge. But seeing as we are the same, she just showed me how pissed of she got at my comment.