روايات وقصص ضمن What Episode Does Bellamy Die In The 100

Joshua threatened Bellamy in front of the entire Donquite family. Bellamy hated Joshua to the core! “Grandpa,” Locsin exhaled, understanding Bellamy’s anger. “This isn’t up for discussion. Joshua Decker must die! He must die!” Bellamy coughed. Alas! Locsin was disappointed, she had been testing the waters but she did not expect Bellamy Bella so badly. “Did you hear what I said?” Bellamy’s bony hands clutched onto her. Locsin was at a loss for words. “I...”

Genevieve: I watched him writhing in chains, struggling on the bed. "Shit!" Bellamy complained under his breath, attempting to avoid my gaze, so none of them had to meet my eyes and convey that Caspian was dying. "He is dying," I stated, but they all disregarded me. I knew they were also in pain, but concealing it wouldn't ease my distress. "We'll find a way," Bellamy whispered, still avoiding eye contact. I was uncertain about how much we could actually do, as witnessing Caspian in this state was agonizing for me.

He deserves the warmest hugs. Kaziel and I shower together, and then we proceed to get dressed. Of course, he finishes first, scrolling on his phone while he waits for me to get ready. "By the way, Bellamy told me you nearly murdered Tyler," I say as I pull my hair up into a bun. He looks up from his phone, our gazes colliding in the mirror. "The only reason he still lives is because of you," he tells me, and I gape at him, pointing at myself.

Darkness. A heavy, endless void. Then voices broke through it. “Get away from her, Theron! Step back!” “Hold him down! Inject the sedative now!” Bellamy barked over the rattle of heavy chains. “Talia, clear the perimeter!” A deep agonizing roar tore through the darkness. “Her heart stopped, Bellamy!” Devon shouted. “The monster killed her!” “She’s not dead, Beta,” Bellamy replied sharply. “He pulled back before his fangs broke the skin. A Lycan cannot mark a dead soul.”

Adeline ordered Almano as she accessed the men she had killed. “How many are these?” She asked Stiles standing her her side. “Fifty” he replied. “How dare she kill fifty of my men” she barked furious. “Actually she killed hundred, right from the maze to here” Stiles corrected her instead and her jaw dropped in shock. How could Bella kill a hundred of her men in an hour, she became slightly frightened by what her powers could do and made sure that she never got them back.

“ Please... Please.. I beg you.... Please. “ Arya cried but Bellamy paid no attention to her. " Your judgement is death by fire. The same death you wished to give a person is given to you.“ Bellamy said and her eyes glowed red in anger. She shot fire balls from her hand and Arya screamed when it hit her. “ Please, stop. Stop! Please! " She screamed in agony. “ You're a criminal. " She said weakly as she fell. The fog fell slowly and by the time it disappeared, Arya disappeared with it. “ Bellamy. " Archer shouted as he ran towards her.

Refrained from seeing more death. Hunching over, I shut my ears with my fingers. Closed my eyes. A dull last sounded and I knew the deed was done. There was no one else left alive. And Bellamy would now be cleared of any suspicion if someone figured out they were dead.

Alex catches her elbow before she collapses, steadying her with an arm around her waist,don’t listen to him babygirl. She shakes her head. “And now?” she asks Bellamy, voice thin but unbroken. “Now,” he replies softly, “you sign everything back to me… or history repeats itself.” Alex steps fully in front of her, blocking her from Bellamy’s view. “Over my dead body.” Bellamy laughs under his breath, shaking his head like he’s watching children play war. Then the night explodes. Floodlights blaze on from every angle, blinding white beams cutting through .

He muttered something under his breath, turning around and walking straight into the back room without another word, leaving the door to click shut behind him. Bellamy watched him go, then turned his attention back to me. His smirk faded, replaced by a quiet, observant concern. He pointed toward the small plaid sofa near the brick fireplace. "Sit down before you collapse. Do you need anything? Water? A blanket?" I walked over to the sofa, sinking into the cushions as the exhaustion finally took over my muscles. I looked up at the ceiling, my hands trembling slightly in my lap. "There might be absolutely nothing in this world that can make me feel better right now, Bellamy."

“Recovery teams are already at the scene. They confirmed… there is no possible survival. The impact was catastrophic, the fire consumed the cabin instantly, and the current dragged everything deep. Veronica Hale is dead. There is no doubt about it.” Silence fell heavily over the highway. The rain washed away the smoke and tire marks, as if trying to cleanse the violence from the road. Belle leaned against Draven, her whole body trembling. She didn’t feel triumphant or vengeful, Veronica had chosen such a terrible end. “She was so blinded,” Belle whispered shakily. “She could have stopped… but she chose destruction instead.” Draven wrapped his arm tightly around her shoulders, pulling her clo