Tangled Flynn Dies Novels & Stories

Another bloody fight quickly commenced. Flynn had always liked martial arts, and he was quite brave when it came to fighting, especially now, after finding out that he was a gravekeeper. However, the demolition and relocation team was made out of vicious thugs too. It was an intense fight. There were too many people from the demolition and relocation team and someone snuck an attack on Flynn. A bat hit Flynn hard on the head and he fell to the ground.

He cried out I understood him, Flynn was obsessed with taking down the Marino Omerta ever since his daughter died in an incident related to me. Taking me to jail would have granted him his last wish. He hissed then laughed, the sudden change startled me, forcing me to turn to his direction, what I didn't expect was to be met with a gun to my head.. It happened pretty fast, Flynn seemed to decide—if we were going to die anyway, he might as well be the one to kill me himself.

“Ok, thank you.” “Sure. And congratulations.” “Yeah…” Adrian hung up. Tinashe jumped in his car and drove off. *** An ambulance parked and paramedics rushed over to Helena who was screaming non stop on the ground. Flynn’s tears rolled down as he watched the house turn to ashes with his kids inside. One of the firefighters walked over hesitantly, his face sad. “If there were people inside… they are probably gone by now. I am so sorry.” Flynn let out a strangled sob.

~20~ Chiara The cruise returned to the port, and people disembarked. Some with long faces and some with a mature understanding of the series of events that took place, which urged the trip to stop midway. At the exit was a crowd of reporters waiting to crush anyone with their questions. I said my goodbyes to Viva and Leo because I didn't want to get caught up in their wave when they were surrounded by reporters who were demanding their statements. Alex's death was all over the media, just for starters.

Yuck. "Cassius, c-come with me," I turned to Flynn when he suddenly called me. He was looking outside the window. "Why?" I asked. He did not answer me and immediately stood up, he came out and I followed. He's after something, I don't know who he's following. "What are you looking for Flynn?" I'm confused. "I saw the man who killed Freeda's grandma," he said and my eyes widened. Enzo Ellios Skyler P.O.V

I eyed Eduardo before I said, “Anyway if you don’t take the lives of innocent people, I would like to say that I thought wrong of the CDP gang.” “Enough of that. We have plans waiting to be executed,” Alessandro changed the direction of our discussion. “And as I mentioned earlier, we need to tell you about the event that occurred in the past. Explaining that will shed light on our purpose.” “Si.” Eduardo took over. “As you might have gathered, someone died in the CDP family. He died while we were trying to reform our gang. He died because we allowed strange people into our midst.” “Strange people?” Why does that make me think of Layla?

"That is certainly an interesting way to die. What do you think, Finn?" I mirrored her smile, staring down at the pathetic pair. "Since Dorothy suggested it, let her watch as her little lover meets his grisly end." Rob instinctively tried to flee. Savannah swiftly flicked her wrist and threw the dagger. The blade pierced through his arm before embedding in Dorothy's hand. The two of them shared a ridiculous pose, leaning against each other in agony. My parents and I couldn't help but laugh. Savannah sneered, "Today is my wedding day, a day of great joy. I don't want to waste my energy on trash like you. Now I graciously allow you two to attend the wedding of Finn and me."

Her actions looked incredibly natural. After witnessing the entire thing, I said emotionlessly, "It's okay—it looks like she needs you more than I do. I'll just head home on my own." Before he could say anything else, I walked over to the table and bid everyone goodbye before leaving the restaurant. Zeke wanted to go after me, but Scarlett was clinging onto him to stop him from leaving. Considering my safety, I hailed a taxi by the side of the road and headed home. Since I had a few drinks earlier, my mind felt fuzzy. I sat in the backseat of the taxi and glanced at the view outside. All of a sudden, the scenery outside began to blur.

"She is tough. And you should know your best friend's pack better than me. His pack is elevated. They will be fine." Flynn twisted his head just enough to look at me, his eyes narrowed. "Are you sure? Because his packhouse also flooded in my vision." He paused, a shadow crossing his face. "And… from what I saw, someone died. Someone close to him." I stilled, my blood turning to ice. "Who?" Flynn's voice was barely a whisper. "His son."

“You gave up that role when you chose one child over the other. When you chose to raise Tyler and not me so do not bother talking me out of this and just leave.” The woman continued sobbing as if her heart had been torn out of her chest while Flynn hung his head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he finally reopened his eyes, there was hurt all over his eyes and his voice was icy cold when he said, “Just go and do not come back here ever again. Just consider me dead or even better, consider I have never been born at all. That will surely make everyone’s life easier.”