Hange Zoe Death Scene Novels & Stories

Perhaps that was because Zoe's words had exposed his true feelings to the world. Henry lapped up the drama like it was the prime entertainment. He even nudged me playfully with his elbow, making me roll my eyes at him. Still, I interjected calmly, "I couldn't care less whose child it is, but you'll pay for your murder, Zoe!" The news hit the crowd like a bombshell. Everyone's eyes fell on Zoe, and the livestream exploded. At the same time, sirens from police cars blared through the air. Zoe's legs buckled, and she crumpled to the ground. When a group of cops came barging in, Zoe scrambled over to Tim like a disgraced cur and started pleading, "You have to save me!"

There was something about looking at the boy today that gave her mixed feelings. She pulled out her phone and searched for the movie. Lead actors were Benjamin Frost and to her surprise, his son, Benjamin Frost Junior. She scrolled up and saw a news report of a plane crash. She clicked on it and read through. As she did, she realised it was similar to the story Damien once told of how he lost his parents. The article described how the great Benjamin Frost died with his wife, but his son survived. As she reached the end, the last few lines caused her utter confusion.

Hailey is removing something covered in duct tape from underneath the rangehood. Venom freezes on the spot. The pen has pierced his eye. He remains standing for a few seconds, in shock. Hailey throws me a loaded gun, and I somehow, without thinking, pull the trigger and shoot him. He falls to the ground. Hailey and I look at each other, relieved. 'Is he dead?' Hailey asks. I nod, staring down at his lifeless body. 'Who needs Charlie's Angels when we have you?' She says, and I drop the gun onto the bench.

“I am your wife, please let me go.” He didn’t release her immediately and she continued to hit his hand with urgency, already feeling the contraction in her throat. Zoe closed her eyes, accepting her fate. Let it be known that she was strangled to death by a handsome devil with very dark eyes. At least, now she was going to meet Francis in the land of the dead. He was her real husband after all. She didn’t know what happened but the hand holding her neck released it and she rolled out of the bed, thumbing hard on the ground. She began to cough as she crawled towards the door, trying everything she could to escape from him.

Her door was locked behind her by Prince's boys and they strangled her. They made it seem like a suicide as they hung her to the ceiling fan with a suicide note. They thought everything would end there, but as they were trying to leave her house unnoticed. The cops were coming and they was a shoot out. Several cops were killed and they finally caught the killers after shooting their legs. They were tortured to confess who sent them to kill Deborah, but they remained adamant as a loyal dog to the core and wouldn't want to breach their loyalty. Since they didn't want to reveal more information, they were prosecuted and executed. They died by firing squad and Prince was there.

At first, all Zoe saw was the rumpled sheets where Elijah should be, then, walking further into the room, she noticed a still from underneath the window. With a shocked gasp, Zoe raced to his side, checking for a pulse, but the clamminess of his skin confirmed what she already knew, the King was dead. Getting to her feet in record time, Zoe raced down the hallway, reaching the staircase just as the Beta climbed the last step. "Whoa, hold up there. Where's the fire?" He grumbled good-naturedly, but Zoe burst into tears, launching herself into the Beta's arms. "He's dead," She sobbed, pointing towards the King's chambers, and Marcus let her go, sprinting into Elijah's room.

He took me in his arms, pressed the muzzle of the gun to my temple. "All of you will rot along with me and her," he yelled at the policemen. He loaded his gun, I closed my eyes, I saw my whole life go through my mind in a matter of seconds. I would die, this time if I would. My tears fell. I could hear Max's desperate cries at not being able to do anything. I heard a loud detonation, I clasped my eyes as much as I could, but I felt that Oliver's arms were leaving me, I opened my eyes and saw Oliver's body collapse, in his head there was a large hole, you could see small pieces of his brain mass on the floor. I turned to look to the sides, the lights of the patrol cars blinded me, I ju

He answered–and the color drained from his face in an instant. "You… What did you say?" His steps faltered. "Zoey died in a fire?" The phone slipped from his trembling hand and shattered against the floor. "No. That's impossible! "I'm going there right now!" With that, he strode out of the wedding hall, leaving behind a room full of stunned guests and utter disarray. Charles arrived at the morgue. The moment he saw the charred remains, he nearly vomited blood. "No… It can't be…" His hands shook violently as he lifted the white sheet. "My Zoey would be fine… She—"

"Joshua, can you hear me?" I stood watching from the sidelines. There was a heavy, unidentifiable ache in my chest. Seeing them this heartbroken gave me a twisted sense of satisfaction, though it quickly dissolved into numbness. I was already dead. What was the point of saying all those things now? I could never go back. At that thought, a tear slipped down my cheek, and I began to sob uncontrollably. Beside my body, Mom stood frozen. Dad's crying finally seemed to snap her out of her trance.

And then I realized… What did I just do? My breathing was uneven. Zoe was sobbing, pressing herself into the corner of the room. She was terrified. Of him. Of me. "Y-you killed him this time. Y-...y-you killed him, Lydia!" Zoe screamed, frightened and shivering all over as she struggled against her own skin. I stared down at the blood on her body, at the blood on mine, and the man lying lifeless on the bed, soaked in his own blood.