Death Of The Flash Novels & Stories

Lu was gone. Jonathan's POV If ever the need to cry was present, it was now. I couldn't believe what I had seen. Astra mixed with so much animal DNA that her emotions got the better of her, and she attacked without seeing. Lu was gone. The funny, sarcastic, and loyal person died a horrible death. Astra hugged her daughter's body, weeping into her daughter's shirt. Nova stepped forward, and her hand went straight through Astra's skull, piercing through the brain, before Astra's sobbing stopped, her body landing next to Lu's.

She cried out. Uncle Luke knelt over the boy and saw the blood flowing from underneath his head. He could see Elijah's head hit the flower pot. It was broken in half and had blood stains. He looked up at Nera in horror. He checked for a pause but could not feel one. He quickly dialed 911 as he looked at Frank, who had his hands over his head. The paramedics arrived in time, and Elijah was pronounced dead at the scene while Frank was cuffed and arrested for murder.

Every move was hurting me This man was strong and ruthless. Then I saw death approaching. "You hurt my partner and now you deserve punishment." he approached Jack with his gun, who was standing and barely watching. He had been crushed by a fight. "Please dont." I began to cry inconsolably as hard as I could. With all the strength I had left. "I'll take away what you love most." he laughed and smashed my life to pieces with a thunderbolt. He killed him. He killed my future.

He shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said. A pause. “He’s gone.” The words echoed. Lisha didn’t move. Didn’t react. Just stared. Ethan Cross— The man who controlled everything. The man who feared nothing. Was dead. Just like that. And in that moment no one noticed the glass of wine still trembling slightly in Lisha’s hand or the quiet storm behind her eyes. Because while the world saw shock Lisha felt something else entirely.

I have never felt as alone and lonely as I have felt today. If this is what the rest of my life is going to be like, I am going to break down. I just need to find Delilah, that will shake things up. He takes my hand and lead me to the hall. Everyone turns to look at us, but this time he doesn't let go of my hand. "Let's go home," he whispers to my ear. I nod. Anywhere is better than here. People follow us until we get into the chauffered limousine. He undoes his tie and open the two top buttons of his shirt. I serve myself a glass of champagne. I need a drink after everything that has just happened.

The photo zooms out, and I catch the ceremonial proceedings taking place. “O MY GOD!” The remote clatters on the floor as my former boss reads my obituary. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M DEAD?!” I shriek as I stare at the screen in disbelief. I’m standing right here alive and healthy. Why the hell does the world think I’m dead? “We did all we could, but we were still too late,” the boss finally says as he flips the next page. “The Russians still got us.”

My poor baby was dead. "Too late how?" I needed a reason. "I'm sorry." "What do you mean by you're sorry?" I was angry all over again. "He's fucking dead. You killed him-" Boom. There was a gunshot. The creepy old man feel before me and screams filled the store. People began running for their lives. I didn't. I almost had nothing to look forward to if I saved this life. In the midst of chaos, I stood there with the dried tears on my face. I picked Lane up and began moving to the door. Ree was nowhere to be found so I walked to the door myself. I was almost at the door when I heard a very familiar name.

“She was currently under arrest for attempting to murder her sister!” Everyone gasped. The music blared even louder and enjoyment resumed like he hadn't talked. "The Alpha has sent the doctor's report. We should act now" The men spoke. I tried to kill Freya who caused all the misadventures in my life? Even Eden could say something like this? I guess Kira Collins has been dead for a long time. I stood there and watched the bad men plot my family's downfall, they set the medical reports to the large projector secretly, and informed their Alpha.

“We don’t have seven days. We have five. Maybe four.” Four days until blood kills. Four days until I have to choose who dies first for real. I press my bleeding arm to Theo’s chest. His blood mixes with mine. The bond sparks. I don’t get a death-memory. I get a future. Theo, dead in my arms. Day 16. Real this time. No reboot. Arrow through his heart. Draevor’s crest on the shaft. I jerk back. Theo’s hand finds mine again. “Saw that, didn’t you?” he murmurs. “Now you know. First real death is mine.”

But, those clothes and shoes looked l-like Luna Amber's…" Matthew's cell phone fell to the floor with a thud once again. This time, it was completely smashed. Matthew collapsed to the floor at the same time he dropped his phone. His much beloved Luna Amber had committed suicide in the icy lake. Not only that, she took their baby with her. Her body sank to the bottom of the lake, and no one could find them no matter how they tried. Alpha Matthew, who loved her so deeply, seemed to have a hard time accepting this reality.