How Is William Afton Still Alive Novels & Stories

It was possible that she could die at any moment. He concluded that she must not fear death, or else she would not have had the guts to be there. William, who had never truly felt anything toward anyone, suddenly felt his heart squeeze in his chest. In a deep voice, he said, "I'm William Bennett. May I know your name?" "Sophie Harker." The night stretched out as the two adults stayed beside Warren for an entire night. The medical team's car only arrived the following morning. Warren was carried into the car.

He insisted on staying at my place to keep an eye on me. William was also extremely worried about me. Even though he was in the most critical phase of the war with the Bakers, he still called me every day to check in on me. Every time, I wanted to ask if there was any news about Noah. Most people said it would have been impossible for him to survive such a fall from that tall cliff, and that his body had likely been devoured by wild animals since it couldn't be found. But William and I both firmly believed he was still alive. No matter how much time passed, we never gave up searching for him.

When he reached the top, he received a call from an international number, and he picked it up, "Hello?" "Hello, Mr. Anthony!" The man's voice drawled, "I'm calling to tell you a news. William is still well and alive." "What?" "Are you surprised? Do you want to see his current state?" The man sneered and said, "I will show you the evidence!" A few minutes later, a photo of William was sent to Hardy's phone. After seeing that both William and Natasya appeared in the same frame, he gritted his teeth and said, "D*mn it!"

"The Worsleys are experts at martial arts. They must be able to stop the Legion! They simply must!" "Fucking hell, this Ashton fellow is such a lunatic! We never provoked him. What do the deaths of those people we caused have to do with him? Who does he think he is, some kind of righteous avenger?" "I'm going to kill him when I get the chance!" "Word just got in! The Worsleys have fallen. William was slain with a single strike, and Willa's face was slashed over a hundred times. Her head has now been hung up for everyone to see!"

Six months after I died, Serena Beckett came back to the cemetery looking for me. The wind blowing was cold and biting. I floated above my grave, watching her charge over in her high heels, her face pale and ashen. "Jason Shaw! Get out here!" She shoved aside a staff member trying to stop her and dug her nails deep into my photo on the tombstone. "William Clark needs a kidney right now. You're going to donate it, whether you want to or not! What kind of stunt is this? Hiding here and playing dead?"

Brent's tone finally eased slightly. However, no one expected him to die the very next night. The official cause was a relapse of an old illness. Rescue efforts failed. On the day of the funeral, William stood in black at the front of the mourning hall, his face blank. He looked at the coffin without a trace of grief, as if the man lying there were nothing more than a stranger. The Wyndham family, however, could not remain still. After the funeral, Elvira's father, Rowan Wyndham, came to see him in person. Between the lines, he tried to persuade William to delay the divorce.

Seth drops me off at the gate before going for classes and I walk into the door and, taking a deep breath, I enter inside. William is in the living room on the phone with someone and he seems to explain something to them. His back turns to me and I notice it’s still the same clothes he wore yesterday that he still has on. “Yes, it’s me... No, still William, yes... No, you listen, I can’t wait for forty-eight hours to file a missing person report. What if she’s dead by then?” He asks, his voice wreck and a little rough, as if he’s been talking throughout the night, into the morning.

When he got closer, William turned off the lights and turned on the car's interior light. Tyler Walter sat in the front seat. William was too lazy to waste words with him, he threw the phone at him and said indifferently: "See if that's your sister or not?" Tyler Walter indifferently swept his eyes across the picture on his phone but did not say a word. William said: "She's playing with fire now, don't wait until you can't save her before coming to find me." "Didn't you already know? She called you in the last few months. I didn't know she was alive until today. "

Nathan rubbed his temples. “Way bigger.” He stared at the photo again. Then at his reflection on the black screen. His stomach twisted slightly. Because the more he investigated… The more the truth seemed unavoidable. And he wasn’t sure what would happen when everyone finally discovered it. --- Back at the Miller mansion, dinner had already ended. William stood by the window again, looking out over the dark city skyline. Behind him, Coco watched quietly. She knew that posture. William was thinking. Deeply. Dangerously.

His hands grasped my neck tighter and from here, I heard Ashton growl aloud like he was about to lose it and charge at us. I closed my eyes, knowing this will be my last day on earth. There was no way Ashton will save me. He will be happy that this man wants to kill me and finally rid him of my disgusting self. I only wanted to help the poor woman still sleeping in the arms of Tyler who I notice hasn't said a word since the appearance of Ashton. He must be going through shock like me. "Whoa, slow down, Sweetbaby, he is here as you asked. There is no need to be rude to my Queen. Please, stop what you are doing." William was grinning sheepishly and making the 'calm down' gesture with his hands