Wally West Dead Novels & Stories

Valaria explained to the drowsy Lucy and over caffeinated Charlie who were both looking like they were hungover, Valaria just chalked it up to the heat, The trio walked into the Cassino and were met by dim lighting, lounge music and an empty environment, “Oh Shit!” Valaria exclaimed raising her hands in the air as if being arrested, “Oh Shit indeed, Valaria Westingdale, could have sworn I told you to never return to Nevada, even had your daddy assure me you would stay away, but then you did kill him so…” The unknown voice was abruptly cut off by Valaria, “William Westingdale is Not dead, despite my best efforts,”

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry, I didn't mean—he's fine." Waverly breathed a sigh of relief. Over the past year, she had grown close to the entire Crimson Shadow pack, but no one acted more like a father-figure to her than Darren Tillbury. Anyone who was important Sawyer, held a significant place in her heart, but Darren was more than important—he was like family and hearing he was okay, felt like winning the lottery. "So, what is it then?" Sawyer looked away again and pinched his eyes. Were they watering? Any happiness Waverly felt seconds ago, were gone instantly. "It's Pietro," he noted. "He's dead."

The forest he ran through was thick, Charles’ bleeding from a GSW, and they had someone dead with them—killed by a knife to the back; only the knife was a handgun; and the back in that instance was a head. Th tumultuous cause of her betrayal was never revealed, but now that Albert thought she back, he’d be more of a worrywart. She always had better technique than Caine and that in itself is a cause for mayhem. Albert panicked a bit and stopped talking to look around. Willow, sensing the dread, sped up his delivery. “But then, why were there only seven on them that got deployed?” “Seven of whom?” “Ali was not just the one deployed that time he left.” Willow looked back on the time most of the

And Alpha Xavier who was still silent and looking in disbelief right at Beta Oliver, Ava, and also James there. “Beta Oliver is gone. I'm not sure what caused it, but it could be due to an old illness he has had.” The healer muttered and told all the werewolves that were in Beta Oliver's room right now. Beta Oliver is dead. And at that moment, Alpha Xavier's body slumped and fell to the floor slowly. "Xavier..."

None of them was able to react yet as they all still thought they must be dreaming. Stella Sealey had clearly died a long time ago. In fact, Weston had been living with her corpse for so many days after her death before it was entirely burned to ashes in that car… So how could she suddenly reappear out of nowhere, just like that? Unless… A thought popped up in Ben’s mind, a thought that horrified him so much that he suddenly turned pale. Could all those weird sorcery and voodoo stuff that Weston tried in the past have actually worked? Did Weston really succeed in bringing his dead wife back to life?

Most of the men rise, looking relieved, but Westfall winces as he tries to stand. “King Kane is dead!” I shout, sensing the rising tension. “I killed him. I watched him turn to dust.” I turn my gaze to Westfall. “I watched you die. What happened?” Ryatt’s hand curls around the back of my neck in a gentle embrace, settling me, but I’m still trembling as I hold Westfall’s gaze. “I woke up on a beach,” Westfall says, his voice full of gravel. “I was taken back to what I believe was a healer of some kind, and over the past few days, I’ve been regaining my strength.”

Andy, on the other end of the line, said something when Gwen’s face instantly turned pale. After a while, she hung up. She looked at Luna closely. “Hailey Walter is dead. She jumped off a building.” Luna felt every ounce of her muscle stiffened. Hailey Walter… was dead? She killed herself? Luna retreated a few steps back. More than an hour ago, Hailey was still having lunch with them. How did she just… die like that?

While they ate, Cael and Kyra sat across from each other. "You were the only one on duty yesterday. You cannot save the world by yourself." Cael said, "Superman is dead because his so-called allies have turned against him." Kyra has said nothing. She couldn't get the thought out of her head that someone had died because of her carelessness. Nobody would have been killed if she had discovered the Wendigo sooner. "Do you mind if I join you guys?" Cael and Kyra were conversing and moved their gaze to the left.

"Walter's dead." Nellie's mind went blank. She whipped her head up and stared at Stephanie in disbelief. "H-He's dead? How did he die? When did it happen?" "Over a year ago. He died in prison. It was suicide." "That's impossible!" Nellie jumped to her feet. Frowning, Adrian swiftly stuck his arm out and held it protectively in front of Stephanie.