Walking Dead Maggie Died Novels & Stories

Suddenly I large number of werewolves started coming towards our direction. “Leave this place immediately” he said again. Left with no choice, I turned and started to run, I did not even have the courage to turn back and check if I was being followed. I ran so fast that I got to the house in no time. The area looked deserted. I wondered what had happened there. I stepped into the house my heart beating erratically. The moment I stepped in, I was met with an unpleasant sight. Maggi was lying on the ground gasping for breath, she had a wound on the right side of her chest.

After a quick shower, I change my clothes and head out in search of Lucian. As I am walking, I contemplate on the events that lead to my death. I remember having the food that Maggie served to everyone. I thought it was suspicious since she had made sure that everyone including the guards had the food. I didn’t want to eat it, but when she did, my suspicions were cleared. Come to think of it, the moment we started eating, I started feeling so dizzy and tired. And the same thing happened to the Luna and everyone around the table. But how come Maggie didn’t get affected? This only means that her food was separate. I will make sure her plans come to a stop. She has hurt people enough.

Don't tell me it's what I'm thinking “The bartender? She's dead?“ I asked in surprise. But I couldn't believe it. She didn't even look like she could hurt a fly “Maggie, she doesn't deserve to die, okay? Tend to her wounds first, then we…” She didn't let me finish “No Reed, I won't. I can't” she said. I was beginning to get mad. This is my mate we're talking about “Tend to her. NOW” I ordered, giving her a cold stare and she hurried towards the lady “All done. Your wounds would be better in a few hours” Maggie announced “I'll take my leave now. There are things I need to take care of at the hospital” she added, and without waiting for my response, she left

Tonight, I would bury Elijah for good and tighten my grip on the empire. “Father,” I said very gently. “This is what I told you would happen. Elijah’s back, and look at this mess he’s bringing with him.” I shook my head at the TV, Maggie’s bloodied portrait freezing like an ill omen, #MaggieMassacre trending on X, video uploads on the hour to the internet. “Maggie’s dead, tied up like some sort of offering. Do you really believe that’s a coincidence? He has been lurking, plotting and now this.”

That day, he merely wanted to relax a little bit, which was why he refused to answer her call and even switched off his phone. He never thought that Maggie was calling because her mother passed away. Even later, he knew nothing about this at all. Remembering how much Maggie relied on him, he felt extremely guilty. He couldn't bear to imagine how much she needed him back then. "How did-" Wesley sounded panicked, like he never sounded before. "How did Maggie's mother pass away?" The doctor replied, "Her heart suddenly stopped. She seemed to have received a photo. When she saw it, her heart just gave out."

It'd been confirmed the fourth person hadn't been a passenger in the car with them, so I knew, if there was the slightest hope the newscaster had it wrong and Madeline hadn't already been gone, she would be soon. Then I got the call from Loretta that confirmed my worst nightmare. My peanut was gone. She and Shelby had been pronounced dead at the scene while Maggie had been flown to the trauma center in Livingston. Only time anyone was transported there was when their injuries were as critical as Maggie's apparently were. I fell apart all over again, just as I did every time I woke from my drug-induced slumber—the only slumber I could get during those first agonizing days and weeks that follo

Hannah and Alpha Scott kept calling her name but to no avail I watched with horror, totally motionless as Maggie's eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body stopped convulsing; going completely still The frantic whispers and murmurs from the small crowd that were gathered around us also came to a stop and eerie silence reigned as everyone waited with bated breaths for Hannah to confirm what we were all thinking Hannah swallowed thickly and reached out with a shaky hand and placed two fingers on Maggie's neck to check for a pulse Hannah exhaled a quivering breath and sat back on her behind, looking pale "She's dead" Soft gasps of horror and sharp intakes of breath followed the announce

I collapsed into the empty seat across from his desk under the weight of his emotions. “Maggie is dead.” He whispered. His voice only audible due to my wolf hearing. “The girl that was with Adam is our daughter.” I didn’t know what to say. I pulled myself from my seat and moved to embrace Lucas. We had looked for months for Maggie, knowing she was pregnant with Lucas’s child. There had been no signs of her after she got off the bus in Millstone. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought the woman had been trained as an assassin, her skill at disappearing had been so great. Guilt coiled around my heart. Logically, I knew there wouldn’t have been a way to find her, but that didn’t prevent

Maggie glanced at me confused. " What?" She added. I glanced at Xavier. All the color had already drained from his face and he looked pale. " Did I say something... Wrong?" Maggie asked carefully. Xavier hid it with a smile. " No, it's okay... She's late actually." He added. " I'm so sorry... I didn't know..." Maggie added, perturbed. Xavier smiled gently. " No, it's okay... Really. Nobody would have guessed anyway." Maggie sighed in relief. " It sucks, doesn't it? Losing someone you care about and a young time. I never saw mine. Died at childbirth." Maggie said as she dropped her spoon.

"But if she took on some of your duties... a distraction, perhaps... it might slow the curse's progression..." "You want me to give her my authority over the pack." It wasn't a question. It was a statement. The room fell silent. "Hazel," Lyra stroked my cheek. "You know how much we love you. But Meggie… she's…" "She's dying, right?" Just then, the soft sound of footsteps came from the doorway. Meggie entered, her face pale, looking pitifully at everyone in the room. "Sorry I'm late… I just…" She leaned weakly against the doorframe, as if she might collapse at any second.