William Afton Real Life Death Novels & Stories

Could it be that this parson was sent by Hudson to kill them and that include himself but they didn't see him. Mr. William actually die in two days while he was in the hospital and it was confirmed to him that his father was poisoned. He went to the room and finally came to realise that the person was actually a lady because the drinks was a black label and they were two glasses in a tray with a half and full drinks.

There was a truck parked nearby, the driver's side door was open, but nobody was in it. "Who?" The reply that came shocked him. "Ricardo. He was run over by a truck." "Meet me at the hospital," Antonio ordered, rushing for his car. As he drove, he forced himself to calm down and think rationally. In a way, William was right. One could never be to careful, and Antonio hadn't been careful enough, because he'd never expected Ricardo to be William's next victim. And he knew without a doubt that William was behind this "accident". He was a pro at arranging accidents after all.

"My dearest Athena, I write to you with a heavy heart, burdened by a secret that I can no longer keep hidden. The truth must be unveiled, no matter how painful it may be. Your father's death was not the result of Ardolf's father's actions. The true culprits were the Omega Lab, an organization whose malevolent intentions run deep. Your father's life was tragically taken from us that fateful night we were captured at the bush. It was during a clash with the werewolf pack of Esteros, and in the midst of the chaos, he was taken by the Omega Lab for their twisted experiments. It is with great sorrow that I must reveal that he lost his life in the process. I understand the weight of this revelatio

“I thought you were dead, William. I came back from school and found your house empty. They said you up and left just like that. It hurt me but at least, you were free from our town.” “I couldn't tell you because it happened to me unexpectedly. And then I tried to send you letters.” He said. “What letters?” I asked, raising a brow. “I don't think you ever got them. You moved a while after, didn't you?” Williams asked. “And what do you mean you thought I was dead?” “Right before I left, there was a rumor that you were dead. They said you'd been involved in a ghastly accident. I didn't have a phone or anything so, I believed what everyone in town was talking about. We held a candlelight servic

CW: Mentions of domestic abuse and sexual assault Seraphina's POV Another week passed with another letter from Abe. Same as usual. William drowned himself in drugs, alcohol, and women. However, Abe suspects he will be sending out spies to the Outskirts soon. So while outwardly, William seemed like he was living it up, he still had a plan for me. Abe would warn me when and who to look out for when William finally dispatched his spies, but until then, I should stay comfortable. Don't be afraid until there's something to fear.

If he was talking to a customer, the chances were he would never have heard the breaking news on the radio. But Braxton was alone in his garage working on his motorcycle when it came through loud and clear. "The Aces and Eights motorcycle club appeared to have been attacked while sleeping at the clubrooms early this morning. Witnesses say that growling could be heard within the bar, but it wasn't considered unusual given the club's nature. One man was taken to Memorial hospital, and we understand that he later died from his injuries. There were no other known survivors. We can now reveal the deceased man was the club president William 'Wild Bill" Carter, aged 57. He is survived by one daught

Now the truth was a slap, jarring, and vile. "We need to call the police. Now!" The command shot from Wyatt as he stripped away his doctor's coat, the symbol of his composure and control. His car keys clinked, metallic and cold—a call to action. "We can't," William choked out, his face slick with tears. "She's dead. Ended herself after she confessed." Wyatt froze, his hand hovering over the keys. "What?" Disbelief shadowed his features, draining them of color. The room seemed to contract, walls closing in with the weight of unanswerable questions.

He continued, “Do you have a suspect in mind?“ The more I thought about it, the more I realized I had no one coming into my damn mind. “I bet you don't.“ Rafael voice came ringing and the urge to shut him up came alongside. Fuck! I was cornered. I groaned internally. This was all a fucking mess. I turned back to Williams, my voice deadly. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now.” He trembled, barely able to speak. “I-I can give you names… I just need—” A bullet rang out. William's body jerked, his eyes widening before he collapsed onto the floor, blood pooling beneath him.

William said softly, “and I’ll answer them. But let’s get one thing clear first—I didn’t help Vinichi kill your mother. If anything, I was a victim, too. That’s why I reached out. That’s why I’m helping you now… so we can bring him down together.” “What do you mean, you were a victim?” I asked, pressing my fingers to my temple as if trying to hold my sanity in place. “Nala said she overheard you both that night. She said you sat there while he talked about murdering my mum. I should be calling the cops on you right now.” “You could,” he admitted quietly, “but you won’t. Because your father is the real threat here.” William wheeled closer, his hands gently enveloping mine as he began, “The ni

he crossed his arms over his chest, focussing all his attention on the Beta. “Among them were Cybel and Lecter Atterman, or as the man was more commonly known, Dean Atterman- the leader of The Academy and the man responsible for the deaths of thousands of werewolves around the world.” Will’s eyes widened. “I thought he died in prison.” Ethan wondered, taking the words straight out of Will’s mouth. “That’s what we thought, but besides the fact that I’d know that bastard anywhere, we just got a hit on his fingerprints off the national criminal database.” Will shook his head in disbelief, running a hand through his hair.