Anime Killer Kill Novels & Stories

She could not bear seeing her comrades being killed. “F*cker!” A male ninja yelled at Aoki, trying to get up. Maxwell killed him with one slap. “Stop killing! I’ll tell you! Boohoo…” Aoki was afraid that Kiran would continue killing, so she screamed miserably in horror. “You can’t tell him,” one of the women shouted resolutely. Maxwell immediately shut her up by killing her too. His attack was simple and straightforward, and he showed no hesitation. Their lives were completely in his hands.

“Nina?” “An ancient assassin, she was killed based on Ryker’s orders after a trick that we pulled on her after she had lost her mind to her revenge. Regardless of the training that she once got, seeing Ryker in front of her almost every day made her lose her senses in wanting to get him killed regardless of the cost, and that would have cost my or Ezio’s lives” I said, explaining the situation. "And you chose your lives over hers?” She asked. I looked down at my feet before nodding.

Her eyes were cold and filled with hatred, though the strength of it weakened as she coughed a mouthful of blood. Her red and green eyes were filled with pain. Her face had turned ashen and she kept coughing more blood. The excruciating pain wrapped around her body and rocked her slowly toward darkness. The sight of her like this gave him a strange relief. “Blabber all you want, but in the end you are going to die and we will survive. Not only that, the inheritance of your mother will belong to us. I will become the sole owner of all the properties she left for you.” he announced as he stepped forward and knelt in front of her so their eyes met.

I used to think losing them would change that. I thought their deaths would finally force us to realize that we were all we had left. Instead, it only made the distance between us wider. “You're not better than me, Lana,” I say quietly. She looks over her shoulder. Then she laughs. “Oh, really?” She turns completely, folding her arms over her chest. “Then explain something to me, Alpha. How does the greatest assassin this family ever produced keep failing to kill one scrawny little human?” My expression hardens. She has been waiting to say that. “I have it under control. I will get to him.”

I turned back, the shadows of the room hiding my face, leaving only the cold, predatory glint of my eyes visible. "His name is Roman," I said. "And he’s the man whose going to kill Bane Valak”

“You just kill.” “Over and over.” “Destroying the lives of others for nothing.” “NO! Stop it! It’s not for nothing! It’s for him! For Ancalagon! I will ask. I’ll ask next time. I’ll make him show me Ancalagon.” “But you can’t.” “You didn’t kill the tiger.” “Your mate.” “You’ll have to kill him first.” “And then, will you remember?” “She won’t remember.” “It will make her crazy.” “Crazier than she already is.”

Noise of jubilation rose from the sitting room as hands were punched in the air. Jack picked Alissa up and spun her round. “You did it!” He let her go. She looked around, not truly believing it. “What’s the Ceremony of Týr?” She racked her brains thinking of her history lessons “The Ceremony of- that's one of the death penalties.” She looked up at everyone. Jack nodded at her, “That's what you wanted. You were about ready to kill him yourself a few days ago.”

He pesters me as I struggle with myself to at least be able to wiggle my fingers. I hate him. I hate him so much. No particular reason as to why they want him dead? His words right now are enough reasons. What part made me this unconscious? Was it the hit? Or was it the fact that I cut myself? Was it my blood? I have bled one too many times. Aunt Kitra made sure I never had my trainings easy. “What is an assassin if you cannot fight the same death you have made your job?” He continues to pester me as he increases his pressure on my foot.

’ ________ I, Aronohai Miyamura, swear to everything holy and not, that I will find each and every one of these insects and make them understand how delicate the human body is. I will kill each and every one of them. None of them will live. I will not allow these things to exist on the same planet as Sorahiko. They will all die…each and every one of them. I will kill them myself. I will rip their skin off their flesh, and their flesh off their bones. I will make them identify every single part of their body that I relieve them of. I will— “M-Miyamura…?”. He’s pale, and trembling. Sorahiko is staring at me like he’s expecting me to attack him, because I am…I am…leaking killing intent like a m

However, what he did not know was that James the man with Stanley and Dennis had intended to keep him alive so that his boss Kyle would take his own sweet time to settle scores with him making the man who calls himself The Kill regret that he was ever born. Otherwise, The Kill would not have survived James's full wrath. The Kill as he calls himself was a foreigner. He was a very known assassin on the dark web. He was only eight years old when he was abducted and trained to be an assassin. Out of one hundred and fifty nine kids, he was the only one who made it out. Many feared his name The Kill as every time he is seen, he brings death. His victims are mostly big men and people in power. But