Death Laura Thalassa Novels & Stories

I sit there longer than I should, the idea of the date still pressing down on me. Back at my laboratory, the walls felt smaller and the air thinner. The dial tone echoed and when the line connected, Laura’s voice came from the other end. “Gerard.” “Anything?” I asked. “Nothing,” she said, “ Nothing new on Kaela. It’s like she vanished from the surface of the earth.” She paused, and then she continued. “Do you think she’s dead?” Her breath grew deeper. “I mean everyone she worked with is dead.”

Frost crusted the edges of the reservoir, spreading in fractal patterns that had no business existing this far beneath the earth in early autumn. Thalassa knelt at the water's edge. She did not hesitate. She dipped her fingers into the black, brought them to her lips, and tasted. Her face contorted, not with disgust but with a grief so profound it had no human name. "Death." Her voice trembled, the tide-sound breaking against the cavern walls. "Not recent. Not only Perrin. There are older deaths here, layers of them. The water has been drinking sorrow for years, and something has been feeding on the dregs."

What did he want and what would he benefit from my death. “Let's go.” Laura said, when she noticed the shock on my face. We walked back slowly without a word to each other. I was stunned with my discovery and so was Laura. We truly had demons as friends, enemies as friends too. Did Cleo know of this? I heard him mention that his wife gave him information, so Cleo was in on this too? What would ny death do for this people. I wondered. “We need to leave now.” I said immediately we got to where Thorne and my mum was waiting.

At that moment he felt life dying. “I like that, now submit to me” Laura chanted happily and her hands began to emit some sparks of reddish substance. She then paced towards him with her hand extended forward, aiming for his head. She was just feet away but something unexpected happened. Her palm was being severed off her hand if it fell to the floor. Laura's expression turned dark as she held on to her served arm and tirelessly groaned in pain. She looked at the floor and saw how lifeless her palm sat on the floor.

Craig says. "It is," I concur. "And this behavior, it is a norm in his pack?" "Yes," Cathy answers. "We have been monitoring their actions," I add. "Several of their corpses have washed up on our lands warranting us to look into it." "Well, I am glad that you have found yourself a worthy and loving mate, Luna," Craig tells her. "Thank you, and please call me Catherine." "Very well. So, what do we think? Is the collector there for Tammy or Vance?"

“He’ll come back, won’t he? Tell Galileo that he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. Tell him that he’s wrong. Cesare’s alive, he’s just angry at me.” “He’s not angry, sweetheart,” said Laura, “he’s…. dead.” I looked at her. She had paused before she said that, like she didn’t want to hurt me more. “No. He can’t be. He’s supposed to be alive. He’s supposed to meet his daughter. He can’t be dead.”

The real monster was standing right in front of them, and they were protecting her. Magnus's expression darkened. His hand connected with my face in another resounding slap. SMACK! "What are you laughing at?" His voice shook with fury. "Have you completely lost your mind?" "Laura..." I whispered. Then I spoke louder. "Laura pushed me into the ocean." The room fell silent. "Laura was responsible for what happened to June. Laura killed Maria." Nobody moved, but a few expressions shifted. "Laura also killed a man named Clarke." Then Laura burst into tears right on cue.

I looked down and scrolled a little on my phone, realizing that the photo of Matt and Laura in the Nali Islands was going viral online. He was draping an arm around Laura's waist, and he was also wearing the Rolex watch I'd gifted him on his wrist. "Where are the family members! We need the family members to sign the consent form first!" A nurse's shout suddenly echoed down the hospital hallway. The crowd instinctively took a few steps back. Thelma suddenly began struggling violently on the stretcher. Her oxygen mask was hanging askew on one ear. Her withered fingers gripped the edge of the stretcher tightly as she stared at me with cloudy eyes.

Wouldn’t I know how he saw me better than anyone? “Umm, Ellen…” Bella touched her shoulder softly as Ellen shrugged it off. “Laura.” She spoke through gritted teeth. “You must never, I mean NEVER forgive him.” “Ellen stop it! Since when is it your place to tell me what to do?” “Listen to me Laura, he is telling everyone it was you.” She took in a deep breath as Bella waved her arms around making a shushing motion with her hands. “He is telling everyone that you killed Ashly.” She stopped for a moment as if battling with herself “our late Luna was found dead with… marks on her neck.”

Luna bit down on her lip and suddenly recalled what Joshua had said to her in the car. “This might not be the real Hailey Walter.” “The person who died was just an imposter. The real Hailey Walter is still out there somewhere.” “This woman is totally different from the Hailey I knew, so much so that she seems like an entirely different person altogether.” Luna broke out in cold sweats as soon as she thought of that. If the woman who died was not the real Hailey, then she could not have ended herself simply because she did not want to leave Sea City. If that was the case, what then was the cause of her death?