Kurapika Death Novels & Stories

He thought she was fighting Melora for attention. He'd given the only cure in existence to Melora... for a scratch. "She was begging for help..." Zale's voice broke in the wind. "She was begging me all along..." Kressa wasn't faking it! The Death Curse was killing her! Kressa giving up the temple wasn't about being good! She knew she was dying! Kressa agreeing to break the bond wasn't about being generous! She was in complete despair! But her closest family cut off her last hope.

And then, she kept her laptop aside and got out of the bed and looked at a picture of her and Mukul. "This twenty-one old girl, whose life revolved around Mukul. The girl who had positivity and innocence in her heart. The girl who was pure for the world and for whom nothing other than Mukul even mattered," she spoke, slowly caressing the picture. I continued to look at Kiara. "Mukul's Kiara. Kiara Thakre," she chuckled and then looked at me. "She is no more. I have willingly killed her," she announced. I gulped.

she mumbles, her eyes wide. I exhale a huge lung full of smoke and relish the calm feeling for a second. “He’s not only the Flying Death, he’s the reaper and I’m pretty sure your time is up lady,” Missile says, laughing as I hand him back the joint. Just then the rumble of some motorcycles filters into the lot and I can only crack my neck. Her eyes gloss over and her heart rate goes bonkers. I like seeing her sweat. “Have you had any other children,” I ask, rubbing my beard.

Zoe mind linked Luka, he sighed feeling a headache coming, he knew that all hell, will break loose the moment JP sees Jace there, Luka explained the situation, but that did not mean JP will be able to hold himself when he sees the man who killed his mate. It didn’t take long for the witch to do all the rituals that are done when they bury their dead and within half an hour everything was done. JP did not cry this time and Luka assumed he cried enough the day before. But one could see he was not the same, he had that distant and cold look in his eyes.

“We both know you want me.” “Oh, Kiran. Is Kai really that special?” Death asked him, with a smile on his face. “Yes!” Kiran yelled. “Is this that whole love thing again?” Death asked, and laughed. “Please.” Kiran looked at him, but Death wasn’t there anymore. “Hryggr um tíð,” Kiran whispered, and closed his eyes as he started to pray. He kept repeating those words, over and over. Kiran opened his eyes when he felt the air shift, and he watched as I stood in front of Kari, the gun aimed at the door where he would enter. It was happening in front of him, in this realm, as he watched me die again.