A Line To Kill Mga Nobela at Kwento

No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake. ## I huddled under my bed, tears streaming down my face as i listened to the sounds of chaos outside. I could hear the shouts and screams of my mother, the sound of glass shattering and wood splintering, and worst of all, the eerie growls of the men with the yellow eyes. "Please don't hurt us! Please!" my mother's voice pleaded. "We warned you to stay out of our territory," a deep, guttural voice replied. I clutched my stuffed animal tightly, trying to block out the horrible sounds.

I was wrong “ Let me go” She shouted as I carried her with me. I held her tight that she could not move for a moment “ I want to kill her. She killed my son. I want her dead” She kept on shouting that I had to hold her with one hand and keep my other hand on her mouth “ Let me go” she kept of producing muffled sounds but I knew what she was talking about

"You found it?" "I spent all night breaking through the forum proxy," Jax said softly, pressing the tiny drive firmly into my palm and folding my fingers over it. "Maria thinks she's untouchable because her dad owns half the board. But if things turn bad tomorrow... if they corner you or try to ruin your name in front of the whole school... you might need it." I gripped the small drive tightly in my fist, feeling its sharp edges against my skin as I stared at Jax in complete disbelief.

“You said we are killing them too.” “Not we,” I correct. “Me. The killing is mine. All of them.” The guy stares at me questioningly. “So you are going to wipe out the entire Kingston line?” “Yes, and I am going to make sure they don’t survive,” I smile. “My brother, his wife, my nephew, all of them will die and finally, dark magic will be restored. In the past, I made the mistake of allowing them to live, but now, I promise I won’t make that same mistake again.”

He was actually mad at me, so he was able to drive me away. I will only kill those who want to destroy us. I will eliminate all obstacles in our path. I'm going to kill them. **

No, not to defeat him, but to kill him. We looked at the Lycanthrope in front of us, who was so strong and speedy. Kyson Night.. Yes.. He is Kyson Night.. A strong Lycanthrope.. The last Lycanthrope in existence. “I want to kill them,” Celia growled menacingly. “Yes.. We should kill them,” I whispered in a vicious voice. ‘Kill them.. Kill them.. Kill them..’ That thought kept popping up in our minds. I created more and more water whips, as much as I could.

Standing in the doorway, draped in the heavy black tactical gear of a Synthetic Alpha, was Julian Vane—and he was holding a silver remote control, his thumb hovering over a bright red button. "The board has voted, Silas," Julian whispered, his smile turning lethal. "The purge of the Line officially starts with the heart." The audit is over, and the execution is officially on the schedule.

“Odds on Key One are vicious. Everyone thinks she’ll go the distance. All twelve. Clean run.” “She won’t make it past me,” I growl. My voice is steel twisted around bone. “I’ll ruin her before the second key’s even fucking warm.” Elliot barks a laugh, sharp and obscene. “You better. Because if she survives the lineup? If she actually makes it through every Key and walks out with the payout?” He whistles low. “That’s eight figures, Cross. Real money. Even for us.”

“One life for one life.” Killian’s grip tightened around my arm. “You take one more step toward her,” he warned lowly, “and there is no coming back from it.” The sea roared back to life suddenly, the illusion wavering for just a split second. I reached into the pouch at my belt and flung a fistful of finely crushed charcoal straight into Killian’s eyes before he could anticipate the move. The dark powder exploded across his vision, and he staggered backward, momentarily blinded as he tried to wave the grit away.

"How do we kill them?" "We do not. Not directly. They are too well defended. Too distributed. X-One exists in seventeen different locations simultaneously—quantum duplicates, all networked. Kill one, the others adapt. X-Two has failsafes upon failsafes. Biological weapons that release upon his death. Tactical nukes that detonate if his heart stops. We cannot just shoot them." "Then what do we do?"