Lucy's Death Novels & Stories

I heaved and struggled to breath as I wished she could help me out of wherever I was but she just smiled at me. "It's not what you are thinking my dear. Everything is going to change for the better. If I were you I would be smiling right now. Don't hurt yourself with those unwarranted feelings. You are so lovely and young," she explained as she slowly bent over and pecked me on my forehead. I slowly turned my neck as strings of pain ambushed me again. That ribbon on the wall reminded of Monique... Her death was the cause of my pain and devastation . If I hadn't gone to check on her, all would have been fine. Lyza wouldn't be gazing at me right now givving me doses of fake hope preparing me f

I said, looking back at him as I entered the car, “we can’t have you on the dirty side of business.” Lucy’s POV I woke up to a cold morning, Dante’s side of the bed was already empty. As expected. I realized I was already craving the warmth his body provides and I wanted to smack myself with a pan. What’s wrong with me? This was the same man who threatened to kill my father once he found out where he’s hiding if I didn’t marry him. And yet, he didn’t force me to do anything last night. He even tucked me to bed, his hand stayed put around my waist the entire night. A warm feeling expanded in my chest just by thinking about it.

If I had, who knows what would have happened. "Is she okay?" I point to Lucy. "I think she is dead baby girl." Damon states. I hear the door and turn to watch my dad rush through, the police behind him. I sit and watch as they check Lucy, confirming she is dead. Damon's hand squeezes my side, his mouth against my ear. "It's fine, baby girl. The CCTV will show it was self-defence and an accident." "She needs sorting, is anyone else hurt?" The police point towards me. I look at Damon.

She stood up and started staggering towards the exit. At the Wilson House, Lucy started wailing and every one didn’t understand what was going on. She had been watching the news alone. Somehow she didn’t feel like sleeping, so she turned on the television only to find the most terrible news ever” let me die with my grandchildren” “Mom, what is the matter with you? You scared us” Natasha walked down the stairs accompanied by Thomas while in their pajamas .Lucy only looked at the screen with teary eyes and didn’t say anything .

According to reports, it seemed Lucy had attacked Zack when he was distracted and then, in a panic, took her own life. Yet, the police found some things suspicious. In her pocket, they discovered a one-way ticket abroad, and a neatly packed suitcase was also in the room. It suggested she had wanted to live. In the end, after multiple deductions, the authorities had to close the case based on the evidence they had. I heard about Lucy’s death while staying up all night building a bunch of snowmen for Rylee. The city, which rarely saw snow, had been blanketed in snowstorms for two consecutive years. This year’s snow was heavier than ever, with snow piling up to calf height.

“Oh, I was. But death couldn’t hold me.” I swallowed, forcing myself to find my voice. “What happened to you?” Her smile faded, replaced by something darker. “You happened to me, Katrina.” My stomach twisted. “What do you mean?” Lucy took a step closer, her movements unnervingly graceful, almost inhuman. “You left me to die. And when I thought it was over, they found me.” Shaun’s jaw tightened. “Who?” Lucy’s eyes burned with fury. “The ones who gave me a second chance. The ones who made me stronger.”

He was already grieving for one mate, then the truth of what happened to Alyssa almost sent him spiraling. She knew. She knew she was going to die no matter what Dad did. She knew because Lucy’s father left behind a representative to check in on Lucy from time to time. This woman apparently met Alyssa just once, telling her what was happening to her at the beginning of her “illness.” Lucy’s husband had her help with the magic he used to sacrifice himself in Lucy’s place, even covering his death as a work accident so Lucy would never know.

"You do not mind if I made a record, right?" "Of course not, Sheriff! Carry on" he nodded and turned it on, then he faced Tabitha. "Continue, please" She sniffed and wiped her nose with a face towel. "They killed my daughter" "That is not how it happened, Sheriff" Jasper quickly corrected. "They would not let me see her corpse. They got rid of her remains with acid" Lucy cried. "How old was she?" "4 years old. Poor Lucy was just a kid. She has not done anyone wrong. She was so innocent" she lamented.

“I refused.” Lucy placed a hand on Lucian's, but he wasn't comforted. Not even a bit. “I killed her.” Lucy gulped. “You didn't kill her, Lucien. She is alive and well.” Something flickers within Lucien's eyes in seconds. A deep frown formed on her face as he said slowly, “I know what I saw that night.” As he spoke, he recalled what had happened. Varn had rushed into the woods following her scent only to find her death. Slashed across the throat. He saw her lifeless body. He burnt her.

LUNETH Lucy does not give me time to even react as my phone buzzes again with a message. 'Don't worry; it hasn't gone viral yet.' My heart feels a bit of relief, but I know the worst is yet to come. Lucy was a pawn in Maljore's long game, and the end so far has always been death. I wonder if Lucy truly knew what was going to happen to her in the end and if she was willingly walking this road, or maybe being deceived by Major that this was going to make her wealthy.