Romans & histoires All You Need Is Kill

The only thing running through Eli’s mind was protecting Mila as Joseph said the three words that once again ran fear through his body. “Kill them All”

My bed space was quite comfy with my huge teddy bear right on the bed, and my pink and white bed sheets were well tucked into the bed. I took my AirPods and listened to "Waves" by Ella Kess. Ella was my favorite artist, Dad bought all her records and I derived joy from her lyrics. She died at the age of 79, old and happy, her lyrics forever live on. "You think the world doesn't need you, do you feel alone, get a better view that you are what the world needs, you're loved" I sang heartily. Ella Kess was my idol, her songs were interesting with a sweet melody and rhythm. If she was here, I would hug her tightly and let her know she is a lifesaver. I mumbled the lyrics and laughed, for some rea

* Expressionless, Killian snapped Dad's neck. Two elderly corpses lay on the expensive carpet, blood pooling around them. Killian stood between the bodies, gasping for air. His gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter dead silence. He looked at his hands and suddenly let out a laugh that made my blood run cold: "Hahahaha..." "Is this love?" "Love is a weakness! Love is death!" "I don't need this! No one gets close to me ever again!" [Player Keal: Deceased.]

Silas asked, walking over to the side of the table to watch my hands closely. "I don't have a choice, Silas, because if I don't burn this poison out right now, my uncle will lose his pack link before the sun comes up tomorrow morning," I answered, concentrating my mind until my alpha energy surged hot under my palms, sending intense waves of internal heat directly through his ribcage to clear his bloodline.

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.

SO YOU SHOULD KILL THEM YOU HAVE TO KILL THEM NOW. I don't want to kill you anymore, I don't need you.? And I don't need someone like you in my life. YOU NEED ME I AM YOUR ONLY SIDE ALL THE TIME. I don't need an ally, so I'm alone I don't want you to run away. I'M JUST YOUR PARTNER HAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA (RAFAEL POV) It will pay to make it to you mom! What is their reason for doing this? They will pay I will not stop until I see the one who killed you I will not return to the US until the perpetrator pays.

Zayn dragged Allana out of her spot on the bridge before finally releasing her harshly. “That was too much, Allana! Meeting a piece of sh*t for love hardly justifies killing yourself, don’t you think? For God’s sake, think of your loved ones at home!” “No, how about you think with your head for once? Who says I’m planning to kill myself? I was just enjoying a good view because I need it to distract me from… what happened. How is that wrong?!”

The day I discover that my husband, Nick Goldberg, is cheating on me, my severe depression drives me to climb up to the rooftop. My older sister, Natalie Swift, stabs him before dragging him over to apologize to me. From then on, Natalie moves in with us and becomes his strictest watchdog. Every time he so much as twitches, Natalie is even more anxious than I am. With Natalie keeping watch over Nick, he genuinely changes. He deletes all of the female contacts he has and comes back home on time. It's to the point that he even reports to me when he's just going out to throw the trash. Because of this, I think that this battered, broken marriage of ours is finally getting a fresh start. Ho

Where are you finding the breath to argue? The rest of the squad piled in. "There's another rig coming. You really need to take this one off a dying woman." "This isn't about jealousy, is it. You picking now to put on a show." I started to shake. The tears came down whether I wanted them or not. "Mason. I am not putting on a show. "I am a mother. I would not use my own baby for sympathy. You know me." He turned his head toward me. His eyes lingered on the blood for three seconds.

Edward’s head snapped up. His face was no longer just arrogant; it was monstrous. The veins in his neck pulsed with a dark, predatory violet. "You've finally crossed the line, Sonya," he hissed, his voice vibrating with a killing intent I knew all too well from my past life. "I gave you a roof, and you repay us by attacking the only woman I love? You want to leave? Fine. But you’ll leave with a reminder of what happens when you touch what is mine."