Wally West Dead Novels & Stories

“N-no! Let me go, Kelly! I have to save Wen!” “S-she’s gone, Ally…” Ally’s eyes snapped to hers, wild with denial. “What are you saying?! She’s still alive! She wouldn’t leave us!” Kelly shook her head, tears falling. “It’s over, Ally. She… she died for us.” Ally refused to believe it. “No! She can’t leave! I still have so much to apologize for!” Kelly pulled her into a tight embrace as Ally screamed into the void. “WENDY!!!”

Layla scowled. "Wanda Tate is dead." "Huh?! Really? That old witch is dead?!"

In the middle of everything, they received shocking news that Lily did not know if it was right to feel happy about it. Lily got a phone call in the middle of the day while in Lucas' office. It was Major Patton. He said, "Sergeant. I could not reach Mister Thompson, so I thought I'd call you. George Wallace died of a heart attack last night in his cell. It's safe to say the threat is completely gone."

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..."

“Since you’ve already decided… Why are you asking my opinion now?” “Weston…” Chris looked at him and then probed, “You’ll still marry Gwen, won’t you? After all, she’s the only woman you’ve had by your side after all these years.” Then, he suddenly paused before adding, “That woman named Stella has already died from falling off a building. No matter what kind of past you had with her, it’s time to let go.” Weston abruptly clenched his fists and his gaze became frightening. … Inside the ward, Stella had lost count of how many times she had woken up. She stared up at the ceiling with her eyes feeling dry and came to accept the fact that she had survived.

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.”