A Killer Romance Novels & Stories

Alpha Damien wondered to himself. Alpha Damien remembers the sweet times he had with Kimberly and how honest she used to be around him and all of a sudden she has changed and she even plans in Killing him for no reason. “Did I offend Kimberly?” Alpha Damien asked himself as he tried so hard to think of where he went wrong to warrant Kimberly wanting to kill him. Alpha Damien was still in deep thought when Killian worked inside his chambers and he didn’t even notice that he was there. Killian noticed that Alpha Damien was in deep thought considering the way he was sitting and he even noticed that Alpha Damien didn’t realize when he walked inside the chambers.

I asked and he looked at me wide-eye. "What the hell are you trying to say Mrs Emma Griffin?" He asked. "My name is Julia Davis and I am here to reign karma on you, you killed by the gun, you die by the gun." I said as I quickly brought out my gun and shot him before his security agents caught me.

Instead, my hands gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, as if the weight of him was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that had spun out of control. His fingers dug into my waist, possessive, as if he could hold onto me and keep the chaos outside at bay. I couldn’t deny the heat between us. It was suffocating, consuming. His lips found mine again, and the kiss turned desperate, like we were both aware of the ticking clock, of how fragile this moment was. Outside, the city was burning, the threat of another attack looming, but here, in this room, all I could feel was him. “You drive me insane,” I whispered, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed my legs apart, his body ho

And a man in gloves holding a tattoo needle. Jacob spun. “What the hell is this?” Leo stepped in behind him, the door clicking shut. “Every man in my inner circle is marked. You’re married to me now. You don’t get to walk around with a clean canvas.” “You’re branding me?” Leo’s voice dropped. “I’m claiming you.” Jacob took a shaky step back. “That’s psychotic.” “No,” Leo said calmly. “It’s permanent.” The tattoo was small. Simple. A black line through the Greek letter Omega, right below his collarbone, just far enough to hide under a shirt, just close enough to remind him he belonged to a killer.

I just can't seem to fall in love. "Fine, I'll marry you," I said as soon as the words left my mouth. Killian's lips brush against mine, transporting me to a dark and deep place that was, surprisingly, not cold. He led me to the study, where there was a small room with a four-poster bed, which I jumped into. I leaned on my elbow as I watched him strip down to his underwear and come over me, covering my body with his. I was dripping wet, hot, and ready for him.

"But you know what he did? He kissed me and confessed his love to me." Hunter was eerily quiet, his eyes taking in the two homicides kissing each other to demonstrate how it happened that day. His eyes flickered to their back at Claire. She was trembling vigorously now. Of course, she wasn't used to meeting homicides like this. First Zara, then Caine. Two in such a short time. It was more than normal for Hunter. Meeting them on a daily basis also meant that he knew how to get rid of them. His eyes dipped down to the first open button of his black shirt.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Sara said while sobbing and pacing back and forth, "Yess, that restaurant guy, that businessman, he kidnapped her, he wanted her to spend the night with him but she refused and this happened." "Wait, do you know his name?"Natalia enquired. "Yes, she is very dangerous. Kate's father works for him; dem... Demian; he is Damian Knight", she recalls. "Oh my god...What happened when you two first met, and why would he abduct her?" "In-In front of everyone..she k-kissed him", Sara said Remembering the incident. "What ??Are you kidding me? Sara,he is not an ordinary man; if you are playing around, stop"

“It is art, Alpha Killian.” He shot me a look that was half amusement, half disbelief. “You do realize the main vampire literally sparkles, right? What kind of predator glitters like a disco ball?” I laughed so hard I had to wipe tears from my eyes. “He doesn’t sparkle, he shimmers. There’s a difference. Besides, the love story makes up for it.” “Oh, please,” he said, leaning back in his seat with mock horror. “He stares at her for five minutes and suddenly they’re soulmates. That’s not romance, that’s stalking with better lighting.”

"And I won't let a man I hate die such an easy death. You owe me, Dante. You owe me for every minute I spent in that penthouse. You owe me for the tracker. And you're going to pay me back by helping me burn the Romanovs to the ground." ​Dante didn't answer. He didn't need to. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss that tasted of bourbon, blood, and a dark, toxic desperation. It wasn't a kiss of love; it was a kiss of two predators who had realized they were the only things left in a world that wanted them dead. ​He moved with a sudden, frantic energy, his hands roaming over my shivering body, marking every inch of my skin as if he were re-writing the deed to my soul in the