Kill Or Be Killed Novels & Stories

Then throw the wolf carcass towards Keva as a declaration of war. Her lips curled up, amused. "Kelsey, I know you are strong. But no matter how strong you are, you can't fight against my thousands of troops alone. Look, your teammates have all fallen; how long do you want to persist?" I stood as straight as a pine tree, my face unchanged. I don't care how many enemies I know; I only know come one person; I kill one; two people kill two people; even a thousand people, I kill a thousand.

“Choose. Kill Kael, or yield your power and be sealed.” My pulse was hammered. Loud. Like war drums in my brain. Kill him or lose myself. Kill him or lose everything. Kill him or “I refuse,” I breathed. Silence. It was not nice. It was heavy. Sharp. A silence that cut deeper than knives.

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

That was why he was able to spot the murderous intent of passersby around him. Philip noticed that this person should be from the Killer Regime with a code word engraved on him. “Do you know what the code word on him represents?” Instead of answering Raven's question, Philip asked. Raven thought for a while before saying, “I've heard that the Killer Regime is divided into three types of killers—assassination, forced killing, and siege.” After a slight pause, Raven continued, “Looking at the situation, that person just now should be an assassin.”

He said “What?” “By killing you”

The scar on his eye was angry red. Behind him stood Damian. Her murderer. Her fiancé. Seeing him made Arielle’s blood boil. The Void surged. Kill him, it whispered. Rip his throat out. Arielle clenched her fists. Not yet, she told the monster. Wait. "Lycian," Kaelen said smoothly. He didn't stand up. "You look well." "For a terrorist." Lycian sat opposite him. He didn't touch the tea. "Self-defense, Kaelen."

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“DUFFER” “SO WHAT D’ YA SAY, GUYS ?” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “LOUDER !! THEY CAN’T HEAR YA !!!!!” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !”

“DUFFER” “SO WHAT D’ YA SAY, GUYS ?” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “LOUDER !! THEY CAN’T HEAR YA !!!!!” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !”

“ It’s either you kill, or you’ll be killed. “ Hearing such blinding invitation, Dye couldn’t avoid to laugh. But it’s more like a laugher of a dangerous person who’s a bad guy type. He had never felt this feeling for quite a long time know.