Wally West Dead Novels & Stories

"What do you mean there'a a problem? Is he dead or not?" "That's the thing, Bels. I injected him with enough wolfsbane to kill an Alpha, and we burned the whole cabin to erase everything. But…" "But what?" Bella snapped, her voice sharp. "What the hell happened?" "When we went back to check the remains… there was nothing. No body. Just the watch he was wearing. Then the cops showed up and we had to bail." A cold shiver crawled up Bella's spine. Her eyes whipped toward the TV playing in the background, and fear slowly tightened around her chest as the report continued.

And all because I wouldn’t date the son of a bitch my father was now dead, my family and consequently Jason’s title of Beta was revoked, and I would be forced into a torturous arrangement. A knock sounded at the door interrupting my thoughts. Before either of us got up to answer Hudson strode in. “That prick cheating like that! He didn’t even wait to let the body be removed before announcing his next Beta.” “Did you see anything else?” I asked out of curiosity. “Yeah when I was leaving Alpha Archer was saying something to Austin. Didn’t seem to pleased about something. Pretty sure he’s on his way here now.” “What?!”

“We can't just pretend Wester disappeared. Someone will look for him.” “I know.” “And if they find him here—” “They won't.” “You don't know that.” “No.” He sighed. “I don't.” For the first time since Wester had entered that room, I felt the reality of what we'd done settle heavily on my shoulders. There was no taking it back. No undoing it. Wester was dead. And somewhere out there, Yuli was probably going about his day without knowing that his best friend would never come home. I closed my eyes.

Jacob asked his mother as he fastened his grip on Anna’s still trembling hand. They had just received a call from Adrian a few minutes ago, and he had disclosed to them that Mr. Walton, Anna and Maria’s father, had been pronounced dead in a hit-and-run fatal accident. His brain, legs, and some other part of his body had been pulverized. Anna hadn’t been able to get over the shock before they left the living room, but Jacob had insisted that they had to go and see him, to make sure that he was actually dead. He felt like Mr. Walton had died too peacefully, and he should have waited for him to show him pain before death.

Groaning into the comforter, its fabric clenched tight in my fists, I scream. Hours pass, me alternating between screeches of frustration and staring at the ceiling, when a ping from my phone pulls me out of my tormenting thoughts. Walter: Status update? Me: Still breathing. Walter: Shit. Walter: Four more dead. Walter: Not our pack.

But he wasn't. He pulled the blanket tighter around himself, staring at the ceiling and counting his breaths until the tightness in his chest passed. Then he got up, pulled on one of Zane's shirts and shorts, padding into the living room. Once he sat on the couch he turned the TV on with shaking fingers, flicking through the channels until he found a news one. And there he was. BREAKING NEWS: WESTCARE HEIR, ZANE WEST, SPEAKS OUT AFTER TRAGIC DEATH OF OLDER BROTHER.

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.

In fact, we had a lovely day after the battle, with all our friends and volunteers and former trainees lounging on the beach and splashing around in the cool water. But something is bothering Orsina. She paces, agitated, which makes Zach worried and upset, and is quickly about to become a massive problem. “What’s wrong?” I ask her that evening, trying to put a calming, friendly arm around her shoulders. She shrugs me off and keeps pacing. “Barrett’s dead. Pretty sure Weston killed him. And now Weston is dead.” “I’m so sorry,” I say, wondering whether to reach out for her again or just keep my hands to myself. “You must be devastated, losing two Alphas like that so quickly.”

the prophecy holds that one day Kanedara would be freed from the Cosmic force and his full powers will be restored unto him” she ended; Eric was silent as he thought “What is it?” she asked “What if Yahweh ends us” he asked “(smiles) He wouldn’t” she said “Why are you so sure” “He loves his brother” she replied... 11:30pm People crowded the compound as Wale’s lifeless body laid on the floor with blood stain all over, side talks everywhere in the compound, Wale’s mother crying bitterly, his father talking with police officers. Nobody knew what really happened because even Jane could not give enough detailed explanation about the incident; she sat beside her mother who held her close. They had

With his death, he had put an end to his sinful life. Seeing how Waltz was still squeezing Preston’s neck in a hysterical state and screaming at the top of her lungs, Alex could understand her feelings. He gently patted her shoulder and said softly, “Little Waltz, he’s already dead.” “Senior!” Waltz threw herself into Alex’s arms, howling and crying like a helpless child. Very soon, Anna, Xyla, and everyone came into the shrine again.