Blue Bloods Danny Son Dies Novels & Stories

Missy said back to her, increasing her pace as she move through the hallway heading to their class. “What?! Danny’s mother is dead. What are you talking about?” That sentence seemed to stop Missy. She halted on her steps turning back to look at Thea. The two escorts right behind her also stopping, both appearing unfazed but quite interested in the situation. “What did you just say?” She asked in affirmation of what she just heard. “Yes. Danny’s mother is dead. She died some years ago, in a car accident.” Her mouth spewed the validation, that only put a gasp across the faces of the escorts assigned to Missy.

"Yes, and I will tell him right after I find and make sure he is alright and in the right state of mind to handle such news." "What about your mother and grandfather." "Theirs we can proceed with." Danny's eyes bulged at the new information. His father killed his mother, Bella, Annie, Daniel, and even Jackson! Somehow, he felt he knew this truth but fought against it. To what end? ***~~***

They were both surprised as Paul pursed his lips through while swallowing constantly. He slapped his son's face lightly as he said, "Danny... Danny.... please, wake up." Marian rapidly crouched down beside him that made Hazi looked at her. Hazi also did the same thing but Marian was the only one who was welling up in tears. Hazi doesn't understand why her emotions got swayed before the time. The ambulance stopped right at the front of the bar and the nurse with their suits on scrambled out from the car with the stretcher in their hands. Sandy, Simon, Hazi, and Marian gave way as the workers were watching them. The doors had been wide open as the stretchers came in and Paul let the nurses han

Danny knew him very well who loved her sister so much. "Dad, why did you just barge in?" Danny scolded his father still shocked. "She is your girlfriend? Right?" His father asked still staring at the floor stunned. "Dad, I had a lot on my plate recently just tell me why are you here without telling me." Danny asked disregarding his question about Evelyn. "How will not come when I found you? Danny, it's not your fault! We are not blaming you for what happened. I understand what you feel and we are still mourning his death. Please come home!" His father begs teary-eyed.

He asked “Oh, you still ain't aware your son is with me, oh my bad” The Don said with another laugh, David hung up the phone with shaky hands as he looked at his messages where a notification of a new message showed, he opened it and there was the video of his son, Ryan covered in blood and tied up, “Excuse me Mr Smith but considering what has been happening and how many lives have been lost, I think it is in our best interest you tell us what exactly the Don wants from you” the inspector said dragging him out of his thoughts

At the dining room, cutleries were knocking on china plates, amidst chattering, smiles, chuckles and a light music belonging to Brian on the background. Fanny stood up to say, “I didn’t see this day coming. There was no record of him anywhere around Rio Hondo. We went berserk. We lost hope, police certified him dead and missing. In fact some minutes ago, we were about according a minute silence of painful demise to my only son …” Fanny was interjected by a light sob and wailing. Eva scuttled to his side, “Perk up, father. Be of good cheer,” She rubbed him on the shoulders.

Third-Person POV Teyana froze instantly. She staggered backward several steps before quickly regaining her composure. "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't he get into Mallard U? It must be Wesley! Wesley went insane and hid him away. That father-and-son duo is just trying to get my attention." Jacintha had never seen Teyana like this before. "I've seen Miles' death certificate," she replied, her voice trembling with fear. "A-As well as his cremation certificate…"

Even as they took him to the detention center, he continued mumbling that his daughter couldn't be dead. A younger enforcer watched with disgust. "He was ruthless enough when he killed her, but now he's sorry? What an act. Murderers pay with their lives." The autopsy results came back quickly. DNA testing confirmed without doubt that the remains were mine. The chief brought this news to my father at the detention center. "Bodies can be faked, but DNA doesn't lie. Face reality—Scarlett is dead, killed by your own hands." My father stood frozen, then suddenly collapsed as if all strength had drained from his body. He slumped to the floor of his cell.

I explained desperately. Suddenly, Blake Warren began convulsing in my arms from the successive shocks, white foam spilling from his mouth. "Zachary! Stop! Blake is dying!" "Don't try to fool me. If your son dies, then he dies. What does that have to do with me?" Zachary's indifferent voice drifted through the radio. Another dull thud came, not from the ocean surface this time but from beneath our feet. The bottom of the boat had been blown open from the repeated impacts, and seawater was gushing in, causing the vessel to slowly start sinking.

“Oh come on, it will be fun right when you know you cannot stop from kissing me back and would like to go deeper—“ “Okay, I think I have my deal of this,” I said before I was putting the syringe to his vein. I pushed it through his skin as Aaron gasped. I did not think it would hurt him but I guess he was a human after all. I pulled the syringe before the blood was filling the syringe. It was blueish red that gave the name of blue blood. It was not like abalone but it was considered blue. “Now, that’s settled. Time for the payment of my sample,” he said before I was putting my hands on his chest. I did not move it but somehow it was moving on their own.