Romans & histoires Death

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

I complained and they both laughed “One of the survivors we found, she’s called Matina. She died in France due to a lung sickness and she’s also buried there. Her adopted parents were nice to her so it’s safe to say she found a little bit of happiness before she died” Stanley explained and the mood went sober before we continued with all we were saying

It was a phantom wolf, its eyes sparkling with an eerie intelligence. The pack gazed in amazement and horror as the spirit wolf approached, and then, in a voice that seemed to reverberate from the very bowels of the ground, it uttered, "The Moonlit Meadow is at a crossroads, and the threads of destiny are unraveling. Choices will be made, alliances destroyed, and new destiny established. You are all part of a larger scheme, and the day of reckoning is upon you."

Everything went dark. ******

Not even in death. The End.

This was my life, and I was not going to let the past dominate our future. “Just so you know, Leon is dying right now,” my mother said, and it felt like a bolt of lightning struck me with disbelief. I frowned. “What do you mean?” My words felt stuck in my throat. My mother continued, “Before you gave birth, in the Black Moon Pack, there was a battle, and Leon lost. He is currently dying there.” My head spun at the news. All this information made my heart race. What did this mean? All the anger and incomprehension of our past came flooding back. The information about Leon, the ex who had haunted me, made me anxious.

"Make them disappear. No footage, no record. Nothing. We're going to Code Black." Code Black. Dead. Until further notice.

he pulls out another paper from the file and reads out the headline to my hearing. " April twenty fifth, Nineteen eighty three. Senator Duraj Khalifa found and confirmed dead in his apartment" he flips open the paper and continues reading. "Roughly a month after Mr Khalifa's election, he was found dead in his apartment with a drink containing chloroform and two gunshot wounds to the head. The investigation team suspect it to be a suicide due to the evidences gathered and no sign of external presences " Mr Reid raises his eyes from the paper to send me a glance.

She didn't expect that it would be after her mother's death. After almost three hours Myra woke up from her sleep. She felt her head heavy, but her determination was strong enough. She got freshened up and took out her cell phone. She didn’t know whether the no does exist or not. Her trembling fingers dialed the no. She knew for sure that nobody would pick it up or it would be unreachable. Out of blue, the call got connected and on the other side the normal ring was playing on. Each second seemed like an hour or more. She felt heavy in her heart. On the verge of the disconnection someone picked up the call and a heavy deep voice shook Myra.