Death Of The Flash Novels & Stories

Until death, chapter 24 Theme: Tomorrow is infinite. "He doesn't have the right to your time," the professor said to me. She was the one that blocked the dead blow meant for General Zod. "You have to leave now, and don't forget what I told you." She whispered it again. "Why can't you let me finish him once and for all?" I said with resentment in my voice. "He has caused me more trouble than you can ever imagine, and I promised to send his head back to the veiled man as a gift." I snarled in rage.

However, one more piece of news spread out soon afterward and shocked countless people. Zayn had died in the end. He was killed in a huge explosion at last after being pursued by perfect-class master fighter, Ezra Sword, while the whereabouts of the Aeon Karpos remained unknown. Some said that the Aeon Karpos had been taken by Ezra while others said that it melted in the huge explosion along with Zayn. More, however, claimed that the Aeon Karpos had been hidden somewhere by Zayn.

When he died, the only connection to find her died with him… my whole world was burnt into ash alongside his body. During this time, I was wondering, shouldn't there be someone we report or write a letter of complaint to? “Oh God, I don't like what's happening… fucking Reverse it.” The rain strikes my skin more intensely, headbutting me back to the present. I look down to find myself soaked and trembling. Is this really the end? Am I losing Dale Lazarus, too?

I could not even remember how. At the very least, I should thank him for serving as our first lab rat and providing such valuable data. … That night, the hospital informed me that he had killed himself shortly after I left by drinking a bottle of sanitizer. They pronounced him dead soon after. I gave a noncommittal "mm-hmm" and told the hospital to handle the body. His funeral was simple: no ceremony, no pomp, no ritual, not even a single guest. I watched as they lowered him into the grave.

Jenna was dumbfounded. "You… You were reborn too?" I pressed my lips together, answering, "Yeah. Maybe the universe noticed how unjustly I died, so it gave me a second chance at life. Jenna, in this life, you're going to face the consequences of your greed." With that, I hung up. On the live stream, Jenna was so devastated she couldn't even cry anymore. As Keith wasn't the type to be merciful, he pinned Jenna to the ground and punched her face repeatedly.

“You’ve always been sickly. I suggested taking you to the hospital, but you refused. Jacob told me long ago that something was off about you, but I still chose to believe you instead of him!” He called for his bodyguards to lock Rachel up. As he stared at my body silently, he used a clean cloth to wipe away the blood on my face. He called out my name repeatedly, but no one answered. In the end, Mark could no longer hold back his sadness. He fell to the floor and covered his eyes in anguish. “Jane’s dead… I killed her… “I’ll pay for your life… Jane, just wait for me…” I watched coldly, but my resentment grew.

“Talk to me. Something’s been bothering you.” He looked away quickly, trying to hide the flicker of pain in his expression. As he lifted the glass to take a sip, I reached out and gently stopped his hand, guiding the drink away from his lips. “Kaia…” “Please,” I whispered, holding his gaze. “Talk to me, Blaze.” He paused for a long moment. Then he exhaled and nodded. “I found out… Grandmum has cancer,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “And she has only one year left. At most.”

"But in another version of events—in a timeline that no longer exists—I died. And so did you, Ollie." I felt her hand tremble in mine as she said those words. Watched our son's face go pale as he processed what his mother had just revealed. "I died?" Ollie asked, his voice small. "How?" Lumina knelt in front of him, taking his small hands in hers. "You got sick, baby. Your heart stopped working right. And in that other timeline, we didn't catch it in time. You collapsed in the town square and—" her voice broke slightly, "—and you died in my arms."

"Audrey, you need to accept what's happened. The explosion was devastating. No one could have—" "They haven't found him," I insisted, clinging to this sliver of hope. "You said they hadn't found him yet." "Audrey..." Nathan's voice was gentle but firm. He reached for his cell phone, hesitating before turning the screen toward me. "You've been unconscious for two days and one night." I squinted at the screen, at the official pack forum announcement displayed there. The words blurred before my eyes, but the headline was unmistakable. Florian Stormhowl's death had been officially declared by the Pack Council that morning.

Meredith wasn't sure if the Death Contract was enough to keep Brayden. What was she thinking? Keep Brayden? Meredith let out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She needed this Death Contract for her family. But Brayden could leave her for Mizuki if he wanted to. Even though they both signed it to death do they part. Meredith wouldn't be able to fight Brayden in any kind of court for her life back. Even though Meredith couldn't understand why Brayden had chosen her over Mizuki she knew one thing. Mizuki had challenged her and she wasn't going to back down.