Tangled Flynn Dies Novels & Stories

Alex looks up and sees me looking at him, he jumps to his feet looking at me we find the eyes of each other and just look at each other. “Lina, beautiful. How are you feeling” I try to speak, but my throat is too dry and a weird sound leaves my mouth. Alex hurry to get a glass of water coming back he helps me sit up a little. After taking a sip of the water I look back up at him and he smiles at me. “Better?” I nod my head “Ken? Alpha Flynn?” I ask whispering. “Alpha Flynn is dead, Dad and your Grandpa killed him. Ken is in the dungeons.” I nod my head again.

Flynn answered as he knew what was going on in everyone's mind. Flynn turned to the two men and brought out his gun. "How dare you threaten to kill her?" He asked coldly. Without allowing the man to defend himself, Flynn shot him in the head. "Get rid of the body," he said without sparing a glance at the body. "Come in," he said to Charlotte. "Only Marcelo should follow me in," Charlotte said before entering the mansion. "Congrats on getting married," Flynn said as they took their seats. "I would have never thought you would ever get married and especially not to Sebastian Gerano."

His signature evil smile plastered on his face and I felt like strangling him to death. "They are no more," Alex replied, his voice cold and detached. I raised a curious brow at his response. "What do you mean by they are no more?" I demanded, my voice shaky. Alex cleared his throat before replying. "Ava and Aiden are dead. They died in a car accident two days ago. Diamond is safe with me," he explained. Dead? Was this joke or what? "What do you mean by dead? Is that the way people die? What the fuck are you even saying?" I asked, refusing to believe what he said.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was disturbing that Max's grave was open, not only that, but his body was gone. We were all desperate and not knowing what to do, Max took his head walking in circles. I can't imagine what it must feel like to see my own empty tomb. Daphne and Jinni were crying in addition to the two boys who were with them. "Daphne, Jinni, can you tell us what happened?" Davis spoke to them in a raised tone. "If you guys had anything to do with this, we'll call the police."

He shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said. A pause. “He’s gone.” The words echoed. Lisha didn’t move. Didn’t react. Just stared. Ethan Cross— The man who controlled everything. The man who feared nothing. Was dead. Just like that. And in that moment no one noticed the glass of wine still trembling slightly in Lisha’s hand or the quiet storm behind her eyes. Because while the world saw shock Lisha felt something else entirely.

The narrow two-lane road, and a speeding car approaching from the opposite lane. A loud gasp escaped my lips, but before I could react, the deafening crash of metal and shattering steel filled the air. The car spun wildly, flipping over and over, until I lost count. Finally, it came to a stop with a screeching roar, smoke filling my lungs. The light began to fade from my vision, but I tried to hold on as the thought of my little one crossed my mind. A tear slipped from my eye, mixed with something metallic that trickled from my forehead and blurred my sight.

I had no idea why this new acquaintance was telling me his life story, but I had nothing else to do. “Does Lyra know that you had something with Sana?” “No.” “Oh, and does Sana know that you and Lyra are together now…?” Flynn shook his head. “Oh, you're in trouble.” Flynn ran his fingers through his hair. “I should go, right?” “I think you should talk to them.” “Are you crazy? They'll kill me.” “They're going to find out anyway; they're talking right now,” I told him honestly. “I have to go,” he said, and then proceeded to walk away. He was a coward. I shook my head and looked back at the groups of people around the bonfire. Thank God they weren’t looking at me anymore. < >

“It doesn’t seem like it. “ Flynn yelled. He was so mad he was going to shoot Killian right then and there. “You sound hysterical. “ Killian said, still flatly. “Am I hysterical?” Flynn’s laughter echoed in the warehouse “I am telling you Mike dies in the next few days. I think you should be the one worried about what happens from now on. No, no. I am not hysterical. I am just laying out the facts. Let me ask you something…” Flynn ran his tongue over his front teeth. He could taste the victory, it was so close it was sweet. “How do you think Richard will do it? Maybe he will make you watch him kill Michael. I have heard seeing your mate die right in front of your eyes hurts like hell.“

She wanted her laid back husband but she was glad that Jared was protecting her family honour and taking offense for them. “I already hate you.” Flynn retorted. He knew that this would only lead to Jared getting angry and although he needed to make peace, Jared made his blood boil, him being around made Flynn think of his sister and the way she was killed. He watched as she was hanged and he was helpless to do anything. He refused to remain helpless even now. “And you might want me to like you because if I do not, your new kingdom will suffer…”

Smoke curled upward from the barrel of the gun still gripped tightly in his hand, a dark whisper of the violence that had just unfolded. As the room erupted into a cacophony of shouts and the ongoing scuffle between Vance and Ian intensified, my focus was singular. I could hardly process the chaos surrounding me; my eyes remained fixated on Flynn's lifeless body sprawled on the floor, the stark reality of her death settling over us like an oppressive fog. The chilling realization sunk in that it was Uncle Brown who had extinguished her life, casting a shadow over what remained of our fractured world.