Lucy's Death Novels & Stories

Lucy yelled. “You let Stanley beat me and caused me a miscarriage, Lucy, right?” I asked, tears spilling down my cheeks. “So what, huh, Jennifer? What if I did?” Lucy stepped toward me, leaning in, her face twisted with mock fury. What the hell would you do to me?” “What?! You admitted it, Lucy!” I asked, totally frozen. “And do you want to hear more, little rat?” she said. “I sent the men that killed Perculiar.” “LUCY!!!” I screamed.

Lucy collapsed onto the ground as if every ounce of strength had been drained from her body. What had she done? Not only was she responsible for my mom's death, but she also allowed Oscar to destroy the urn. No wonder I lost it that day and went after Oscar like a man possessed. It was her! She was the one who had killed me! Blood surged up in her chest, and she spat out a mouthful of blood before passing out. Mr. Sloan immediately panicked and had someone rush her to the hospital. When Lucy woke up again, she found herself lying in a hospital bed. Mr. Sloan was sitting beside her, worry written all over his face.

asked Lowell, trembling. Lucy looked at Faye. The one whom they were willing to die for just to protect, got hurt. She rushed into her daughter. "Oh, my god. In no time, she will turn into a corpse! Why so soon?" Lucy whispered, feeling panic-stricken. "There's a poison."

She had just killed her own cousin. "SHE PUSHED SARAH INTO THE FUCKING POOL, AND SHE WAS DRUNK. THERE'S NO WAY SHE'D BE ABLE TO SWIM IN A DRUNKEN STATE! SHE KILLED SARAH! I SWEAR YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!" Lucy yelled out. Ramirez startled at Lucy's words. "What?!" Now he clearly understood everything, but it was too late. "I'll take the bitch, get Pablo call the morgue" Lucy said admist her sobs.

She selected a harder riddle and gave it to Jack who answered it but not in time so Sarah gave him a hint about the place she was keeping Lucy and that he had ten minutes to get there. Adam was pausing again for knowing what was next. He was sure that John was not going to take this easily especially when he did hear her with his own ears confessing to his father the priest. - You still want me to continue John? - Yes, please… - Ok. For being late his pleadings to spare her were not enough so Sarah used a baseball bat and cracked her skull and that is how Lucy died. I saw her grave when I went to Bibury so…this all thing sucks…

in a hotel suite. And one video that made Lucy gasp. Her father. Sitting at a café in Valencia, arguing with Patricia. He looked broken. Desperate. He handed her something documents. She left him alone. He never got up again. Lucy’s hands trembled. “He didn’t die of illness,” she whispered. “She killed him. She took everything.” Gabriel pulled her into his arms. The war had a face now. And they would no longer fight with shadows.

“How could it be empty if he just died there?” “I don’t know, Madam. There’s no police tape, no officers around. It’s as if nothing ever happened.” Lucy slammed her phone onto the table. Her breathing quickened, and her face flushed with anger. “Damn it!” she hissed, kicking the chair in front of her. “If Roy is dead, what about my plan?!” Her hands clenched tightly, her gaze piercing through her own reflection in the mirror. “I won’t let my husband go back to that cheap girl!” she growled through gritted teeth.

After a moment, she managed to stay upright. No one spoke. No one tried to stop her. They were all too shocked. They just watched the show. “I never got the chance to tell you this,” Lucy went on, her voice full of poison. “Do you know how your weak father died? I poisoned him. Slowly, but it worked.” She spread her hands out like she was on a stage. “And guess what? I took your man right after he was gone.” She snorted, putting her hands on her waist. “You’re just a child in this game. When adults are talking, you should shut your mouth.”

Maybe Declan's heart died with her. Lucy sat in the corner of the room, her face blank and her eyes red and swollen from crying so much. When she saw Declan that day, she believed he would save Fidelia. As soon as she woke up, she inquired about Fidelia's news, and Alex told her that Fidelia and the baby were safe. At that time, she felt that her mood was lifted from the burden, and she felt happy. Because she was always afraid that if something happened to Fidelia, she would never forgive herself. And today, the worst has come. Alex lied to all of them. Her heart was already broken into pieces, the pain so tormenting her that she couldn't breathe. She felt like someone was squeezing her nec

The colour had drained from her face. It was a cold night. Stuart took off her coat and wrapped it around Lucy. He did not leave her, instead, he pulled her into his arms. There was a large puddle of blood on the ground. Lucy died just like that. Stuart held Lucy and wept loudly on the ground. The wind was whistling and the snow was falling from the sky. This was the scene Raeleigh saw when she arrived.