All You Need Is Kill Novels & Stories

under my breath. I throw my gun to Micheal who deftly kills two vampires with it. In one fluid motion I pull the throwing knives from my boot and kill a vamipre with one as i rise. Vampires are dropping like flies in every direction. Ansel and Peter are both using their knives, Micheal used the rest of the bullets in my gun, killing 8 more vamipre, then he switched to his knifes as well. There is blood everywhere, and yet somehow the King, dressed all in white, doesn't have a single drop on him.

Bella asked slowly and carefully. "I didn't" Alexander answered immediately, "I didn't kill him. His death was a fricking accident. I just....I just can't seem to get the whole scene out of my head. It torments me every time and when I saw you lifeless in my arms in the room...." he paused to draw a breath then continued, "I saw him again, my brother. It was like he was dying again, for the second time in my hands. I was helpless the last time that I could do nothing but just watch like I was glued to the ground, but this time, I wasn't going to be helpless and what a second death happen" he sighed, relived. "So, that's why I'm doing this" he said.

Then, smiling, he added, “Though next time, let me have a little fun first.” I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips. “Deal.” I was resolute, my fists clenched at my sides as we moved. I turned to Nathan, my voice steady but laced with venom. "I would have killed him," I said, my words hanging in the air like a blade. “If you hadn’t come in, Nathan, I swear I’d have found a way to end him.” Nathan glanced at me, his expression a mixture of pride and concern. “I don’t doubt that,” he said, his voice low but firm. “But you don’t need blood on your hands, not for scum like Ali.”

I closed my eyes and lay there on the floor for some more time. What the hell was I doing? I can't do this. I can't get 'good enough' to kill who Leo wanted me to if this was the way. I didn't even have to do any of this while I trained to attack Leo. All I ever did in my training was how to attack an enemy and how to tackle an attack by an enemy. I didn't have to do a million pushups.

"Is it because I'm poor and not as pretty or rich as you guys? Is that why you two hate me? If everyone wants me gone, maybe I should just die!" "Anna, how could you be so cruel?" Michael shouted. Chloe's eyes burned red. She stepped in front of me. "You're the cruel one! Cruel and disgusting!" Rachel put on a show and bolted toward me. "Don't stop me! I've got nothing left to live for!" "No, Rachel!" Joel rushed forward, catching her just in time. Afraid she'd grab the knife in my hand, he lashed out and kicked me hard in the chest.

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.

His jaw was shadowed in stubble, his shirt half untucked, but his eyes those were the same: cold steel, sharp and clear. “You’re early,” he said. “You answered.” He stepped aside. “Only because you used the word Blackbird.” She entered. The apartment was stripped down maps on the walls, two laptops open, wires running into God-knows-what. It smelled like black coffee and burnt adrenaline. “You have ten minutes,” Killian said, shutting the door. “And if you mention Cassian, I’ll cut that in half.” Aria raised an eyebrow. “Brotherly love.” Killian didn’t smile. “You don’t know him.”

He was just another wall between me and what I truly wanted, and I don't care how, I will get what I want. Still, even as I stood to wash my dish, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was lying to myself, well lying to myself doesn't matter right now, I'm just concerned if he noticed any crack in my mask, that has to be the worst thing that can happen right now. I brought out my encrypted laptop, I had jammed and intercepted the cctv I could get to during the meeting, my previous kills, their companies were always the last on the list but since Roberto is so hard to reach I will have to draw him out with Moretti Global Holdings.

"NEED" "YOU"

I asked, my fingers hovering over the keys. "What's the difference?" Tia asked, her voice dripping with scepticism. "Instaconnect is for people who want to meet up in twenty minutes for something that involves very little talking," I explained. "Lovebomb, on the other hand, is for the long game. It’s got algorithms, personality quizzes, and a much lower 'creep' factor. That’s where I found Kyle."