Death Of Will Turner Novels & Stories

None dared to answer their future king. The evening bled darker, the sun sinking lower, and soon sun would go down. It was a death hour. The door to Will’s cell creaked open. Warriors entered, their faces grave, eyes empty. “What is happening?” Will asked, chains rattling as his body shook. One warrior lowered his gaze, voice breaking. “Gamma… it is time for your execution.” Will’s throat went dry. Never had he believed Kai would fall so far. It was too late now—Darina had not come. Death stood before him. He only prayed in silence that Darina would free Kai from the darkness before it was Cassy’s turn to die.

However, when Will clocked 7, they both died from an unfortunate accident which claimed the life of many. The alpha felt pity on him and took him in. Or so everyone thought. Despite taking Will into his home, the alpha hated to see his face. So Will just concluded the man felt guilty whenever he saw him since he did look a lot like his dead father. It was only a few years later that Will happened to stumble upon Alexander's father stabbing one of his trusted friends to death. Before this happened, he happened to overhear their conversation. A conversation which made Will realize a lot of things.

Alessia's face turned dark and calculated, “See you in the afterlife, Marshall Fernandez.” And with that, Marshall took his last breath as the bullet pierced through his heart.

He hadn't gone far when gunshots rang out. Ethan rushed outside and saw Lucian clutching his shoulder, blood seeping through his fingers. "Lucian!" He caught him as he fell and dropped to his knees. Lucian collapsed in his arms, completely still. Just like five years ago, when Aurora and Julian died in his arms.

She claimed she had more to confess and insisted on seeing Henry. When she met with Henry, she immediately retrieved the hairpin that she hid and stabbed it right into Henry's heart. Henry died on the spot from excessive blood loss. Nora was soon executed as well. I heard that before she died, she kept apologizing to me. However, I no longer had any feelings for her. With the approval documents in hand, I took the train back to North Westonia. I was going to spend the rest of my life there, devoting it entirely to national defense.

After scrolling past photos of students and adults who had hehe killed in this event, my eyes latched onto one very familiar face. Trevor Lance, Son and Heir to Alpha Lance and Willow Pack has been confirmed dead. His body was found by the cliff— My phone dropped to the floor.

“It kept happening until it couldn't be ignored anymore, so I decided to investigate and find out what was truly happening. Thank the moon goddess, I had my father's beta on my side and sooner, we found out that it was all my uncle's work. We also found out that he had been feeding my father poison and that was another reason why my father was dying every day. I was so stupid to think that it was all because of my mother's death. “Turner wanted me dead so that he could take over the pack without anyone standing in his way. I wanted to fight him and take what belonged to me, but he had already bought almost all the elders over to his side. The remaining ones he couldn't buy were not enough fo

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

Her villainous landlord. He was dead. That was what the News caster had said. They had discovered his body in the Alley…the same alley where Williams and Celine had left him last night. She glanced beside her, and her eyes met Williams’s. His confusion mirrored her own. Deep within his eyes was something that looked like fear…or worry. Vaughn Del Aviv was dead. And they had been the last people to see him alive!

“Yes, sir. I called recently, and everyone confirmed their positions. They’ll start moving soon…” “And Deborah?” They noticed someone arriving with a look of concern. “Mr. Nicholas Foster, you arrived just in time,” Herman said, handing him a glass of wine. “It was difficult to throw off my son-in-law and Alistair,” Nicholas said, accepting the glass and taking a sip. “But I’m here to witness their deaths.” “Don’t worry, the fun has just begun,” Brandon said, pointing to the screen. “In a moment, we’ll see the grand final show of the Turner family,” Herman said.