Scott Pratt Death Novels & Stories

Now that the world thinks he's dead, what next? "Let's check on the story so far...” He brought his cell out, turned it flat and opened a link. "The entire city has been left struck by the passing of Antony Santos barely a day after his client,Tracy Scott was also kidnapped. Authorities say he died of a gunshot wound and it would seem he sustained this injury while protecting Miss Carter. Sources say the assailant has taken her away and the authorities are still unable to get any news that could lead to her recovery. There has been no statement from her father or members of the household as the entire city looks upon the police to ensure the safety ofTracy Scott . Our thoughts and prayers ar

“ I couldn't help myself dear.... I couldn't sleep while you were still lying on this bed I just cant. Every day I prayed for you to wake up. ” “ You shouldn't have done that.... ” “ What was I suppose to do ? You died in front of me.... ” “ What did you mean Scott died mom ” Chris asked. “ Is that true mom ” Jojo asked with surprise etched on her face. “ Yes, Jojo it's true ” Clara answered and Jojo gasped and looked at Scott as she covered her mouth with both her hands. “ Scott died. I saw his heartbeat stop and when I asked the doctor what happened they just shook their heads saying that he was gone and there was nothing they could do about it ” Clara told them what happened in the hospit

Mr Scott said. "Okay," Mrs Scott said and turned on the TV in their bedroom. "A news serious as hurricane Katrina catastrophe has just hit our nation. Mr Jeremy Scott, who is the identical twin brother of Mr Andrews Scott is not dead as we were made to believe. Thirty years ago, a man died in a tragic accident due to a malfunction of a vehicle and the body was identified as Mr Jeremy Scott. It turns out that news is false and Mr Jeremy Scott is still alive. Stay tuned for more details on this story," announced the reporter.

Sarah POV I sat in the circle of Zane’s arms and said nothing. I wanted to tell him everything would be OK. I wanted to say that Scott was his brother and nothing else really mattered. I wanted to say anything, really, if it could make him feel better. Travis had told us Scott had been dead for several days when the cleaning service found him. The coroner was still working on the cause of death, but the early verdict was a heart attack. It was all just so odd. I’ve always hated the word “surreal,” but I understood its appeal now. Scott had been this unwelcome presence in my life for months, a stalker, a thorn in Zane’s side.

Not only was Alex a martial arts expert, but he was also the true master of cultivation. Although Scott felt endlessly remorseful, it was too late. Bam! Scott fell to the ground and was no longer breathing. Everyone in the Yowell family looked as if they had just seen a ghost. Evan Laws covered his mouth. “How is this possible? How could this be?” he cried out pitifully. Anna blinked her pretty eyes several times—she was thoroughly shocked. Michelle even cried out loudly. Sky Melvis was still recording a video of the battle. He walked over to look at Scott before shaking his head and sighing. “Scott Pattingson lost to a single punch and died on the spot. No grudges will be held in this fight

The guy said referring to me fidgeting on how to balance Scott properly. “Why won’t he be able to make it?. He is strong unlike you and fit even though you look like the gym is your second home” Scott said and I shushed him. I hate this guy. “Ehmmm…. I will let handle it since he said you’re fit” The guy said in a sort of mocking voice. Scott is dead by the way tomorrow morning. I woke up to the ringing tone of my phone. “What!!!” I said. “Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed” Scott said.

Scott’s tensed body went limp instantly and his arm preparing to swing at Zayn dropped down weakly. Next, Zayn tossed Scott aside like a trash bag. Cameron and the others were startled when his body landed right in front of them. The rich kids screamed in fright after seeing that Scott’s eyes remained open. The kingpin was dead. It came as a shock to everyone, especially his subordinates. They knew how formidable Scott was, yet he had been killed by the Rheasian man so easily… No, this Rheasian was not a man but a devil! After seeing Zayn’s capabilities, they swiftly tried to run away.

The man sobbed uncontrollably and collapsed to the floor, crying out in agony while Sierra desperately tried everything she could to bring Callie back to her. But no matter what she did, it was in vain. In the end, she had to accept the bitter reality that shattered her heart and left it in ruins. On Monday, December 23rd, at 11 AM, Callie Scott passed away in Sierra’s arms. Her best friend, her sister, the one closest to her heart, was gone—taken from her in that moment.

—Scott squealed when I held up my hand. He obviously didn't think to see the claws. Suddenly the guy fell on his side. His eyes rolled back and radiance radiated from his skin. — Oh...— Dean said quietly. — And what, is all this supposed to look like?— — Hmmm.... Ask someone else, I see ultima for the first time.— I'm talking slow. — I saw death!—Scott stammered.— I saw it... It seems to me for some reason that you are right. What should I do?—

Tricia laughed uproariously. "Oh my, such touching sisterly devotion. With a whore for a company in death, you won't be lonely. When Jimmy died, he was all alone!" The bodyguards, now awake again, resumed shoveling sand into the pit. I stared blankly up at Scott, the man who once vowed we would be together forever and also the demon who had killed Nicky. He looked down at me from above. "Kneel and beg me, and I might leave you an intact corpse and bury the two of you together."