Your Lie In April Death Novels & Stories

Her cruel laughter, pierced through the air like a knife"You." With a sudden movement, April let go of the edge. She fell down the fifty stories, her body crashing onto one of the cop cars, the window mirror breaking into pieces and piercing into her skin. "No.." "April?!" Lazily, she raised her gaze to Aiden on the terrace, but could only see blurry figures. She let out a strangled sound before dying.

Her leg collided with Vee's abdomen, and he landed on the ground with a loud thud, followed by the blood that split out of his mouth. "Two down, four to go." I heard Ryan's mocking voice beside me. At that moment, I wished I could just grab his neck and squeeze the life out of him. He seemed to notice me, and he let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry," he said, the deadly smirk still plastered on his face. "She won't kill them, at least not now. Moreover, you might want to give me the nectar in exchange for their life. "

Marco's eyes darted between Vanesa and me, panic setting in. "I...I didn't do anything," Marco stuttered. I smiled again, pulling out my phone. I showed him a picture of himself and Ana, standing in a romantic position in the hotel door. Marco's eyes widened in shock, and he tried to plead with me. But I wasn't having it. "I don't deal with liars, Marco," I said, my voice cold. I pulled out a gun from behind me and fired it, hitting Marco straight. He fell to the ground, dead.

April listened as Iver whispered to her with wide eyes that Orion might be dead, like he just discovered a long-hidden secret. "You have lost it." April shook her head. "Think April. He might really be dead, we won't even know." Iver said seriously. "And who killed him? You?" April snapped. "Happy twenty second birthday brother, but you need to get out of my room," April said. April stood up and grabbed Iver by the arm. She dragged him out of her room and locked her door, walking back to her bed.

Build the life I was too scared to chase. To Josephine, You were always the love of my life. You were my compass, my fire, my beginning and end. I’m sorry. For the promises I broke. For the life we never got to finish. But even now, I love you. Even here, I still choose you. I dropped the pen. The pain in my chest came slow, then fast. I pressed the nurse button. But this time, I knew I wasn’t coming back. Josephine’s POV They called at 3:47 a.m.

I asked touching it. “Mason Steele.” “What were you doing near him?” “He came to the house to pick up April.” “How did he know where you live? I hope he doesn’t know about us.” “I don’t think so. She overhead me talking to you and suspected an affair. I lied to her that I cheated with some terminally ill woman. She wanted to leave so I locked her in my room but forgot that she had her phone.”

“I’ve verified the information. Mr. Lamb’s mother has passed away, and her remains are being kept at a memorial chapel outside the city.” “That’s impossible. How did it happen?” Noelle yelled, her voice filled with shock and pain. The truth weighed heavily on Noelle. She could not accept the fact that the sweet old lady had left the earth. “What exactly happened?” Noelle asked shakily, tears brimming in her eyes. “It was suicide.” The assistant’s husky voice carried a tinge of sympathy. “Mr. Lamb’s mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Instead of draining the family’s savings on treatment or becoming a burden to Mr. Lamb, she…”

"This was just a contract. Just a business arrangement. Your impending death is none of my business." I walk toward the door. "April—" "I need some air." "Don't—" "Don't what? Don't walk away? Don't process the fact that my husband is dying and didn't think I deserved to know?" I turn back to him. "You wanted a Luna who could play the role. Fine. I'll play it. But don't expect me to smile while you lie to me about life-and-death situations." "I wasn't lying—" "Omission is lying when it's about something this big!"

"Take a look at this, you sterile jerk." He froze, then grabbed the report. His hands shook as he flipped it through. The bold word "azoospermia" stared back at him. "You lied to me!" he roared at Cecily, his voice breaking. Elmer turned his fury on them. I clapped mockingly and seized the moment to smash a chair against the drawer. Grabbing my documents, I started prancing out of the house. Dale grabbed my ankle, pleading, "Don't abandon me. I was wrong. I don't want a kid anymore. Please stay."

Somewhere, a wind chime whispered, delicate and distant. The peace felt like a lie. A gorgeous one. But a lie all the same. Because beneath all this beauty, war was stirring. Not the kind that drenched swords in blood. But the other kind. The insidious one. The kind that moved through whispers, unsigned contracts, poison in teacups and lies wrapped in ribbon. I sat on the edge of the velvet chaise and reached for my phone. It buzzed before I could even unlock it. Alex: Just stepped out of a meeting. What's going on? Are you okay?