Dead End Courtney Novels & Stories

Beth smirked as she cocked the gun and squinted at me. I'm so scared, I think this is the end of the world for me. "Don't kill me! It's a pity!" I begged Beth but she laughed out loud like a demon. "Goodbye Agatha... just say hello to Don Jose in heaven," he said while holding the gun. "Don't!" I screamed but saw that my chest was covered in blood. While the darkness is slowly engulfing me, I can still see Beth's loud laughter. "My son..." was the last word I said,

Her stomach emptied until there was nothing left but bile. One of the nurses, seeing how pale and weak she looked, asked gently, "Is there no one here with you?" Ariel wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, already numb to the question. "I'm fine alone." She allowed herself just 20 minutes to rest before touching up her makeup and heading straight to the courthouse. When she reached the intersection, it was exactly 9:50 am. As soon as she arrived, she spotted a black Maybach parked across the street in the shopping district lot near the courthouse. The license plate was unmistakable.

Dad's hand remained frozen in place for a very long time. He then slumped to the floor, bawling like a child. He cried as he spoke, his voice hoarse and nearly impossible to make out. "H-He's dead… Ash is actually dead… Ash is dead…" Eli was still standing in the doorway. His hand on the doorframe was shaking, while his whole body was trembling. He looked at Mom and Dad crying inside the storage room, then at the small, lifeless body in the corner.

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

"Someone sent me a package, but it was addressed to Midnight Climax. And that package has been there for a month. Andy never bothered to check until today." "Ah." He nodded. When she made a move to get inside the apartment, he decided to jump into his plan with no preamble whatsoever. He pointed at the rectangular court across the street, the one with two poles with hoops attached to them. "Look!" Kat turned back and followed the direction of his finger, narrowing her eyes. "That's a basketball court." "Basketball court," he repeated, memorizing the term. "A basketball court. I saw a few neighborhood boys playing there. It seemed fun."

What she couldn't put her finger on was what happened. After a long half hour of silent sobbing and gentle whispers of comfort, Damien had fallen asleep. "Ash?" Ashleigh looked up to see Jonathan. He helped her get Damien on the bed then led her downstairs. "I know what happened," he stated showing Ashleigh Damien's phone. She took the device from him and read the conversation he had with his butler. Finally realisation hit. "Courtney's... she-she just... less than a week ago-" Jonathan nodded. "Courtney's gone."

That was all he said. “Are you kidding me?” I spat, my voice rising. “You don’t know? What is she talking about? You said she was dead.” Courtney’s eyes darted between us, as if realizing for the first time that I wasn’t just some random woman standing in the doorway. Her gaze settled on me, and something like pity flickered across her face. “Where is Arabella? My baby.” She said as she started crying, unable to contain her tears anymore. “Courtney… what happened?” Cole finally asked, his voice trembling. His hands twitched at his sides, aching to reach for her, his heart pounding so loud I could almost hear it.

Gradually, the room started shifting into another place. Before I could blink my eyes, I found myself in the middle of nowhere, on top of a bridge that seemed to be made of glass. "Welcome to the canyon of death, Rey Reed of Smith." I heard Lucifer's daughter's voice tribute. "Let's see how you will survive."

Furious, Sylvia kicked my mother on the floor a couple more times. In a fit of panic, I lunged forward to shield my mother’s body. Unfortunately, the heel on Sylvia’s shoe still landed squarely on her form. Hearing my mother’s agonized cries, I came to a belated realization: I was dead. I had been dead for seven years. I was just a wandering spirit and powerless to protect anything. “Sylvia, Charles didn’t abandon you! He...” ‘He donated his organs to you and chose death for himself.’

It better be Friday and not a day longer! "It's Sunday." My heart collapsed. I think it stopped beating all together. I lost all the colour on my face. She steadied me when I swayed. "I don't know what he gave you but you've been out since Thursday night. You have been in and out of consciousness. I told him to stop. Are you feeling alright?" "I... Court. Where's Courtney? He hit her in the head and left her for dead. He stabbed Chris..." "Slow down. Who is Chris?"