Wally West Dead Novels & Stories

Trainor responded. "But, there's a little problem," Matt began. "The werewolf died a couple of minutes ago!" "What!" Trainor couldn't hide the shock. "Tell me you're joking." "He is not, Detective," Chicago chipped in. "When your colleagues bundled it here, it was already unconscious, in a very terrible state." "No no no no! It can't be dead!" Trainor rose to his feet. "It can't!" "Calm down, Trainor, this is not the first time this is happening, it's no big deal," Matt said casually.

“Let’s try it out then.” Kayson landed a palm strike while Dawson looked on in disbelief. “You—” Kayson’s energy hit Dawson’s head, killing him on the spot as he slowly fell limp to the floor. The arrogant third heir of the Wolfendens died just like this. The middle-aged bodyguards widened their eyes in horror. Their third heir had just died! Even Sadie looked frozen, not expecting Kayson to really do anything. “A-Are you crazy? Do you want to get killed!?” Mr. West eventually woke up and stared at Dawson’s body in disbelief.

At the same time, the assistant who had come with Greg saw that he had not returned and reported to Walton at once. "My poor brother." Walton fell back against his chair at the news. A beat later, he got back up and headed for the underground maze to tell the Holy One everything that happened. The Holy One did not react much to Greg's death, merely saying, "Alright. I'll go with you myself." "Wilbur! Tina!" Walton growled.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Officer Will took the call with sorrow. Grim Marie had taken her own life. She was found in the bath with expensive-smelling bubbles and a candle. She had used a razor. He wished this hadn’t surprised him. His heart felt heavy, but he tried to convince himself that at least she was at peace now, enfolded in the arms of her mother and her daughter. A third little urn lined up on the shelf, perhaps. At least the pain and misery of her hunt for The Wolf was over.

Is his last words before I felt his heart slowly fade away from its rhythm. “He’s dead,” Alpha Zac confirmed. Yeah. He’s dead. Alpha Ryder is dead.

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

she said to the caller. "They are all dead. I mean, the infected werewolves," she said and my gaze met Vincent's stoic ones. "The barriers needs to be strengthened. Every head of the zones should take immediate action..." Vincent had barely finished his statement when Jared's phone rang out. He picked the call and when he was done with his phone call, he had a bewildered look on his face. "What happened?" Vincent asked. "Alpha Baron has been confirmed dead. He died two hours ago."

"Ha, it's Dorothy! She had him smashed to death to make sure he couldn't speak again." Olivia supported herself as her pale lips said through clenched teeth, "After all, only the dead can keep secrets forever." However, it also proved that everything Ben said was true. Including the fact that Uncle Wallace was killed by Cole! She narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and lifted her spirits. "Zyla, come with me to see Zac." "Sis Liv..." Zyla tried to persuade her to rest, but she swallowed the words before speaking. However, the two met a pair of deep dark eyes as soon as the door opened.

Hayley tilted her head and smiled at him. Right then, Wally realized something was wrong. His earpiece had gone dead. There was no signal at all. Electromagnetic interference. Panic surged through him as he unleashed his control-type ability straight at Hayley. She countered with her pulse-type ability. In that instant, all of Wally's gifts vanished. His eyes widened as he stared at Hayley in the distance. Zombies lunged at her, but none of them could get close. She held them off with ease.