Jean Gray Death Novels & Stories

He approached the two at the same time reaching for the bag which they accepted. He turned his gaze as Gray's group was about to leave, but they were stunned when he noticed that Bashie had blocked it. "No one can get out of here!" Bashie's statement. To the amazement of Gray, Cathy, Reyna and Wesley. "Gray, admit it, you killed Mrs. Ana Delos Reyes and your friends!" "What?" Gray replied crookedly. It looked at its friend with disbelief on its face. "Gray, is that true?" Even Wesley.

Allison went inside and in a few minutes she came out, a vicious smile hidden beneath her nose mask. The next morning, breaking news hit Coral city. Chloe Granger, 27 years old heiress of the Granger family, died overnight after an unfortunate incident of a drug overdose.

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

Bronte's facial elements were totally mutilated. He looked ghastly and startling. Eventually, he was unable to try and contrast with his eyes when he kicked the bucket. His two eyeballs were totally ragged looking, as though he had contracted pinkeye illness. He glared furiously at Chapman and the others. "Try not to check me out. It wasn't me who caused your passing. It was the Death Inquisitor!" "Assuming you become an apparition, you should assist us with leaving alive!"

Bloody revenge. Whoever did this to Theodore and my Father must pay. The door of the morgue opens and I turn to see the middle-aged handsome Doctor who had battled to save Theodore’s life. He gives me a look of pity, but that’s an emotion I hardly feel at the moment. I feel rage clouding my very vision and threatening to burst through my veins. “Doctor Gail.” “Can I speak to you for a moment Miss Janelle?” I nod and stare at Theodore one last time before I walk to meet Gail.

Grace said, wearing a thoughtful expression. When she lifted her eyes, she was shocked to see Joan's face had turned white due to shock. "What's wrong?" Grace asked. "I'm dead! I'm so dead!! I'm so so dead!!!" Joan responded, breaking into fresh tears.

She leaned back on her seat and sipped from her glass with a smile on her lips. “You really want to bring me down this badly?” “You can't imagine.” “Well, I'm no longer shocked at whatever shit you do. Considering that all you know how to do is bring people down just like you did with Melissa a year ago. You almost killed her, why? Because you were jealous?” “Noah!” “All I'm saying is the truth and I'm warning you, Genevieve Gray. If you don't stop this, you are going to get burnt in YOUR OWN FIRE.”

I blew the gunpowder from the muzzle, spreading my arms in a protective gesture toward Luke and my men behind me. "Cut it off at the root. That's what you taught me, Don Gray." Gianna's death was the final straw. Jules lost his mind. "Kill her! Chop them all to pieces!" Jules finally found his voice. His eyes were bloodshot as he snatched a submachine gun from one of the Gray family's newly arrived men and shot in our direction. "Take cover!" My men behind me quickly spread out without me saying more. The muzzle flashes were precise; each shot was accompanied by a muffled groan as the Gray family's bodyguards fell to the ground.

I heard Kira's voice, and I blacked out instantly as my head hit the roof of the vehicle. Finally, I managed to find the dead. I just hoped my team had enough time to escape, and I prayed they would never get caught again until death. T.b.c ©2021