Fiona Gallagher Death Novels & Stories

"They concluded that the driver lost control as the brakes stopped working. There were only two individuals in the car. Finn died on the spot, while Serene was left heavily injured." Yuna did not say a single word. She stared at the documents and photos spread across her desk, motionless, as if she had been turned to stone. … After a few long moments, she violently shot to her feet. Her lips trembled, opening and closing, but no sound came out for ages. "That's impossible… No way! How can Finn be dead? If he's dead, why wasn't his family notified?" "The police did look up his profile. You were listed as his spouse. According to the report…"

“Something happened the night Gaby died.” The room stilled. Even Syl turned. “What happened?” Kent asked. “I can’t tell you,” Cillian said. “But I can tell you this however, I offered Fiona a deal, I know she’s thinking about it right now.” Kent narrowed his eyes. “A deal?” Cillian shrugged. “To turn herself in and get lesser sentence.“ “You think she’ll take it?” “She was shaking,” Cillian said flatly. “She knows she’s finished. There’s no way out.”

“I’m telling you the truth. Heather didn’t go overseas. She died four years ago; it was the second year you sold her off to the club. She was murdered. The murderer mistook her for Fiona and killed her. We lied to you that she went overseas because we did not want you to bother her anymore. She died because of you! You owe her for life! Don’t you know that?” It turned out that I had misunderstood them. They had said that I went overseas because they did not want Rob to harass me. Sally refused to admit that I was her mother, and Liam chose to be my affair partner because they wanted to protect me. A single tear trickled down my cheek. It fell onto the floor, but it left no stain. Rob was stu

After a thorough investigation by the production team, the details of my past were quickly uncovered. They also confirmed with the relevant authorities that I had, in fact, already passed away. "Three years ago, Nicolas Soros died on a snowy night—frozen to death because he couldn't afford hospitalization. "It wasn't until the autopsy that the coroner discovered that what looked like a thick down jacket… didn't even contain real padding. And that was already the most expensive piece of clothing his mother had ever bought for him. With discounts, it cost less than five dollars.

“Raphael’s dead.” The news made my head spin. My fiancé, Raphael Russo, the rising star of New York’s underworld, was killed in a brutal shootout three days before our wedding. The story was they couldn’t even find enough of him to piece together. As his fiancée, I stood at the front of the graveside, clutching his engagement ring so tight my knuckles turned white. “Cecilia, my condolences.” Raphael’s second-in-command, Leo, walked over and handed me a black umbrella. His face wore the perfect mask of grief. “You were the one the Don loved most. You have to live on for him.”

“If I am going to go back empty, this bully might as well finish the job." Blood ran to my feet as Fiona conjured another fireball. “If I can’t have you, no one can,” she said, her voice muted by the cackles and roaring her fire created. “We’ll be alone forever in the afterlife. Unmated. Unwanted. Just like old times. Un—ggh!” Her voice suddenly cut off as a punching sound filled the air. Her fire died out just as swiftly as it had created. Her eyes traveled to her side where a metal rod was sticking out. She turned back to lay her eyes on who had done such a thing. My eyes followed and it was none other than my mother. Fiona cried. Her fingers stumbled for the rod and she proceeded to pull

She loved to hear tales like these. "I didn't even know what was going on at that time. I was only interested in Athena so I didn't quite fancy any of them." "Who's Fiona though?" Daniel, who had been listening, asked. "Oh, Fiona's is Griffith's daughter. But she's dead. Athena executed her." "Yeah, you said so." Daniel said with pity in his voice. Ciara, who was still watching the young ladies, suddenly had a wicked idea. She pulled Alex by the arm till he was close enough to her. She raised her tiptoes and whispered into his ear.

she started, and I couldn't hear my heartbeat quicken. I turned to face her, “Fiona…” “Yes that one, tragic what happened to her no?” she muttered with a small smile. “I don't understand. What happened to Fiona?” I asked, my eyes stung with tears. “There was a freak accident, unfortunately, she died, she had been volunteering at the animal shelter” she started. “She was?” “She was your friend and you didn't know this? Some friend you are!” she snickered. “What the hell happened Maria!” I exclaimed, fear choked me as I spoke

And when the palace realized that the two of us together were the biggest draw, it didn’t take a genius to realize that it would be better if I became the consort to the hereditary princess of Salasia. As for Connor Gallagher, he’d died within three months of the story breaking. We hadn’t heard another word from him since that fateful day at the estate. Niamh, softhearted as she was, had attended the funeral, along with Liam. Neither sibling had shed a tear. “Sorry, sorry, I’m here.” Niamh straightened her tiara. “Is it falling off? I feel like it’s falling off.” I made her stand straight so I could inspect it. “It’s fine. You look beautiful.”

But the gala was not a blur. The gala was crystal clear. Every detail of it sitting in my chest like broken glass. Vivian’s betrayal. And Killian — Killian who I had given everything to— standing at that microphone and believing that I could betray him. Three years together and he had not hesitated for a single second. Had not pulled me aside. Had not looked at my face and thought wait. He had just said ‘remove her’ and turned away. I kept scrolling with hands that would not stop shaking. There were photos. My face on every screen attached to words like former and late and deceased.