A Line To Kill Novels & Stories

Now, child. Thirty seconds. Bodies were dropping all around her as people continued to buy her the time she needed, paying with their lives. "For Absconditus. For Warlanda. For a better tomorrow," Keira chanted to herself, moments before her cool trigger finger squeezed, releasing the bullet of her first kill from her gun.

Alpha Markus stands near the boundary, flanked by two of his shadow-clad assassins who keep their hands resting lightly on the hilt of their blades. "WOW," Hank drawls with a smirk as he takes in the sight of my bare, blood-spattered chest stepping out of the vehicle. "Did I happen to show up at a bad time, Alpha Xander?" "No. State your business, Markus. What do you want?" "The Council has granted me full permission to eliminate your uncle once and for all and I came to tell you as a courtesy." He says. “I apologize in advance for your future loss, I know how deeply you all care for him…..especially you, Lana," he grins, stepping forward and taking my sister's hand in his.

She wasn't just an assassin. She was a nuke. "You want to hit the armory?" "Tonight?" "Why wait?" Arielle asked. "You purged the spies." "Kaelen is blind right now." "He doesn't know we know." "Let's hit him while he's deaf and dumb." Lycian grinned. A wolfish, savage grin. He liked this plan. He liked her. "Prepare the jet," he said into his comms. "Combat loadout." "We're going hunting."

She lay there, covered head to toe in bandages, pale as a ghost. Seeing her like that, all the hatred I'd carried from my past life seemed to melt away. But the moment she saw me, her dead eyes reignited with rage. She grabbed the fruit knife at her bedside and lunged at me, screaming, "It's all your fault! Why do you get to have a better life than me? If I kill you, maybe I can start over!" She laughed maniacally, her eyes wild. But I stepped aside, grabbed her wrist, and forced the knife from her hand. It clattered to the floor.

Callum whispered beside me, recognizing the name. There was a pause on the line. “Ana is dead.” I didn’t even feel the phone slip from my fingers. My blood ran cold, goosebumps prickling across my skin. The world blurred around me as those words echoed in my skull What the fuck.

Frank said “You know none of us will stand with you on this matter. We also will not let anyone hurt GInger for anything in this world. You two are just sick and out dated.” Lord Rodrick told them “Then all of you must die.” Kevin said “We hate to do this to all of you but since you won’t join us then you leave us no choice but to kill you.” Frank explained “How are you going to kill us all?” Sable asked “Well we are going to shoot you all.” They both said at the same time they pulled out guns

Hearing him Zara’s breath hitched and heart raced violently “Oh yes, just give me two minutes’ kid, then I’ll kill her.” Sunny said sweetly to his brother. Both the brothers were acting as if killing was not a big thing. “No, I’ll kill her…” Ben whined “Kid, somethings are supposed to be done by elders,” Sunny said making his brother understand that he must kill Zara “No!” Ben whined like a child “Okay then let’s toss” Sunny suggested “Okay.” Ben said and took out a coin from his hood’s pocket and passed it to Sunny

"Lilian Yanes is connected to Kiran by the love charm, and they also share a life-death line." "Life-death line?" Hugh was well aware of the life-death line's function—a transformation of the life-death Gu that could save lives at critical moments. If there was a life-death line, then attempting to kill Kiran by killing Yvonne wasn't a feasible option after all! He hesitated. Should he go after Sawyer Sinfield? "So, killing me is pointless," Yvonne reminded Hugh. "I don't care. I'll know once I've killed you," Hugh said, seeing his rare opportunity and finally addressing Yvonne.

If you want to take part in Live Suicide, please answer the following sequence of questions before contacting us, or we will eliminate you from the world. My brow wrinkled. “What? Is it possible to get rid of me in the world? Shouldn’t my application be eliminated rather than me?” I blurted out into the air. I’m not sure why, but when I read the message, eliminate me in the world, it seemed to indicate that they were going to kill me. I just shook my head and went back to reading. Eliminate or die, it all boils down to the same thing: I’m going to die.

I whisper—to them, to the atoll, to the man I just killed. Then I turn to Leo and Zara. “We’re not done,” I say. “The Clean Slate isn’t dead. It’s wounded. And wounded things are the most dangerous.” Leo nods—slow. “Next target?” “Singapore,” I say. “Dr. Mei Lin Tan. She’s the next match. We find her. We stop her. Before she lights the next fire.” Zara shoulders her rifle. “Then we move.” I look at the lagoon—one last time.