Alice Killings Novels & Stories

She needed to get in contact with the cops; she needed an update about Helena's case, or else she would lose her mind. “Detective Sergio,” she whispered as she typed in their local browser. Alice waited for a couple of seconds before it fully loaded. However, instead of the detective’s profile, news articles about the Roccos’ murders appeared. Alice’s body went cold as she opened the first article that appeared on the site. It was the same old story about Vivien and Roger killing the Roccos, and so she easily scanned through those, not bothering to read. She stopped at the end of the site where a link to a video was placed.

“You’re a well trained police officer, who watch crimes take place, you didn’t want to hurt your wife that was the only reason you had her brought to the hospital for treatment. Whose fault is that?” Joe was silent. Alicia smiled. “Someone killed Janet.” “Who was he? Or she?” he broke his silence, with a stamped feet. “I couldn’t see the person so clearly, the person wore a mask and was well covered in black, but I got a glimpse of the eyes before I passed out.” She bit her lips, “Yes I did.” He flushed in hope. “Why didn’t you say that before?” “It wasn’t useful,” Alicia remarked. “Oh yes it is!” Joe took his phone from a bag on the steel table and dialed a number. “Hello Prince, come in wi

"What if she's a witch? Because that's the only way she could know, using magic and stuff like that." I stared at her, waiting for her to say something else, literally anything, but she had this serious look on her face that told me she wasn't joking. "Wait... are you being serious? Out of everything you could think of, you think she's a witch?" I didn't know when I started laughing. "She's from a prestigious werewolf family, and Dean would never get with a witch. Isn't that some abomination or something?" "I don't know, Alice, but I'm just saying it seems suspicious, and it doesn't sit right with me. At first I didn't think it was such a big deal, but the more I thought about it, the more i

And the woman who had killed him was the same one he played… My woman, my Luna, and my love… I turned slowly my attention to Mia who was breathing hard, chest heaving with each exhausted inhale. Blood darkened her shirt and smeared her hands. I could not tell at first whether the stains were hers or his… but right now, I knew that this was the last detail for me to care about. She was standing and alive, and that was enough for me. She caught me looking and said, quiet and steady, “I am okay. You don’t need to worry.”

Alpha Richard’s POV Sitting out on my balcony, I watched as the snow surrounded me, chilling my tumbler of whiskey. I missed my wife so damn much, and no matter how much whiskey I consumed, it never dulled the ache I felt. I'd spoken to Lucian earlier, listening to his ravings on the humans and the students at the academy. I supported his antics, his hatred for the humans, and the plan we had in store for the boys, which would quickly resolve our problem with them permanently.

It seemed as if Dea and Sam were closer now than they had been in years and both looked happier for it. The other three that had been helping Jason were already growing cold and pale. After Alec had killed the bitch who had ruthlessly stabbed me and attempted to stab him, he set me free. My first instinct was to stop Dea before she did something she would regret. Taking a life wasn't an easy feat. Once her anger ebbed, reality would strip her bare and leave her with a myriad of guilt. I didn't want her to bear that. Jason's face was disfigured. Blood oozed and pooled around his body. It surprised me that he was still breathing. I wasn't a merciless person. What Dea had done to him was enough

His presence filled the room, heavy and suffocating. And just like that, Mila snapped her mask back into place. Her shoulders squared, her lip curled in a smirk that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Oh, Nick,” she said, her voice suddenly honey-sweet, trembling only at the edges. “You’re just in time. Your little mate here is accusing me of the most awful things.” She forced a laugh. “She’s clearly… unwell.” “Shut your mouth, you tried to kill my mate.” Nick growled, his voice low and lethal.

==ANNIHILATORS BASE== Alicia drove roughly into the base and parked before hurriedly coming out of the vehicle. She made her way to her father's office and went in without knocking on the door. Her eyes widened when she met a lady on her father's lap, caressing him and kissing him. Her anger doubled immediately and she drew out her gun at a fast pace. She cocked the gun and that was when the duo noticed her presence. The lady disentangled from Elvis but it was too late as Alicia pulled the trigger on her, shooting her straight in the head.

"Alice, what are you doing here? You weren't invited." "Because Lucas Hart is a murderer," Alice continues. She walks down the aisle toward them. Guests shrink away from her. "He killed his first wife. He killed Rachel Hart. And I helped him do it." Chaos erupts. People start talking all at once. Cameras appear as guests start filming. The priest steps back looking shocked. "Alice, you're clearly having some kind of breakdown," Lucas says smoothly. He lets go of Elara's hand. "Someone call security. Get her out of here."

That had been Madden's doing, making it difficult for Cross to get his green card. "You're stalling, Magda. Tell me who it was that was arrested for murder," I ordered. "And I can get something more worthwhile done." "Alice Alcott. or rather, Alicia Stevens, Mikael." I sat up straighter than, unable to believe my ears for a couple of seconds. Was she serious? "Alicia is dead, Magda."