Fiona Gallagher Death Novels & Stories

So, I decided to clear things up right there in the comments and show everyone what kind of man he was. Less than a minute later, I received a call from him. "What the hell did you write under my post? What are people going to think of me when they see it? I already explained everything to you. "Cecilia doesn't have much time left. Can't you even fulfill this one wish of hers?" When I didn't respond, his tone became harsher. "How did I end up marrying someone as selfish as you, Fiona Sinclair? Do you really have the heart to let her die without leaving anything behind?"

I said casually, "did you hear about the nurse who used to care for Sheila’s mother at the former hospital? She was found dead this morning in a motel." The moment the words left my mouth, Fiona choked, spitting her water out in shock. She coughed violently, her eyes wide with panic. I shot up from my seat, rushing to her side. "Fiona! Are you okay? You should be more careful." She nodded quickly, still coughing slightly. "I’m fine," she croaked, wiping her mouth. "I just… wasn’t expecting that." I looked at her curiously, wondering why she had reacted so strongly. "Are you sure? You seemed pretty shaken up."

Fiona nods, shaking and lowers her head in submission. "Before I go, I want to know. Why does Kat think you're dead?" I ask. Fiona looks up at me nervously, "her father did die in a car accident; the thing was, he was my mate and I was too much of a coward to be a mother.. Especially with the handful that Kat was. I couldn't do it alone. I ran away, and let the police believe I had died with her father." She answers my question fully. I swallow and nod, I am disgusted with her lack of worry or concern for her child!

Fiona nods, shaking and lowers her head in submission. "Before I go, I want to know. Why does Kat think you're dead?" I ask. Fiona looks up at me nervously, "her father did die in a car accident; the thing was, he was my mate and I was too much of a coward to be a mother.. Especially with the handful that Kat was. I couldn't do it alone. I ran away, and let the police believe I had died with her father." She answers my question fully. I swallow and nod, I am disgusted with her lack of worry or concern for her child!

My heart accelerated and I moved at a blinding speed to the room. But as I got in, my strength faded at the scene before me. Angel was slumped on the flood with blood oozing out of her mouth... Fiona knelt beside her, checking her pulse, while Violet was already crying. I tried to open my mouth to speak, but no words left it. I could only wait as the tension grew thicker... When Fiona pulled back her fingers, she shook her head and then she said the words I dreaded; "She is dead."

By 1 PM, the news broke. "Gina Frazer, General Secretary of SpitFire Technologies, confirmed dead after a tragic explosion at a local hospital. Authorities suspect foul play." Her name was everywhere. On TV. In tabloids. On social media. A photo of her—cold, lifeless—flashed across every screen. People mourned. Investors panicked. And behind the headlines, enemies celebrated. It was the second tragedy in less than a week. Just days ago, Grace Kale—wife of Edwards Kale and Co-Ceo of Kale Industries had been found dead in her prison cell after being arrested for stabbing Gina Frazer.

That five-year-old child was still heartbroken over Yvonne's arrest, utterly unaware that the adults downstairs were grieving for her real mother. The media quickly got wind of the story. [Business Tycoon Kathleen Sullivan Dies of Cancer at Age 29.] [Shocking! Sullivan Family's Adopted Daughter Suspected of Murder.] [Exclusive: The Truth Behind Kathleen's Final Days.] The hospital investigation results came out as well. The painkillers Kathleen had taken would indeed accelerate organ failure, and she had chosen them while fully conscious. In other words, her death was a calculated act of revenge. Police found more evidence at Yvonne's home. She had been slowly poisoning Kathleen and secretly

“That’s not a plan, settling down with one woman anytime soon. Samara and…. What’s the other one with the blue eyes and ginger hair?” “Katya,” he offered with a knowing smirk. I always forgot her name. “Yes, her. They’re good enough for the time being. Tell me, what’s the news?” He wasn’t convinced, but he scratched the scruff on his jaw and gave me a curt nod. “Right, the crazy news. It’s the Irish. Sean Gallagher passed away last night. Turned out he’dbeen battling health issues for a while now, but they kept it to a minimum.”

The once-proud pack elder could barely recognize his own reflection. Kane was now lying on the bed in the infirmary, his wolf lost consciousness as drinking for long time. Jim had fled to a university across the country, severing all but the most obligatory contact with Luke. The man was but a ghost haunting an empty house. As for Fiona? The AIDS diagnosis had been the final nail in her coffin. She was spotted begging on street corners before being chased away like vermin days ago. "Your killers got what they deserved, Emma." I traced the engraved characters on the tombstone.

The door opened again and Diamond, Ricardo, Darion, and a few policemen came in. “God" Diamond gagged and got down in front of her sister. "No, no, Fiona please don't do this," she says as she holds her hands. Fiona stared at her and smiled at her. “I'm sorry for everything, I was bad to you and I can't apologize enough. I'm sorry, I hope you find..." she couldn't finish her words as her eyes closed and she quit breathing. "What is going on? Why is she not breathing?" Liam dropped the bloody clothes in his hand as he sat on the ground. "She is gone, she is dead"