Anime Killer Kill Novels & Stories

“I mean! I understand why you did it. I’ve been wanting to kill off some of those jerks for years! But---” I froze... I wasn’t sure what I just heard, but one thing suddenly stood crystal clear in my mind. Ani could kill gods! “Because I’m the only one with the power to kill them?” Ani replied, his soft voice unusually void of any emotions. “So I did it?” A stunned silence filled the room… My heart hammered in my chest, and an anger I couldn’t explain bubbled up inside me. I wanted to defend him. Yell at Erebus!

Carlos added and this made Anika really mad. "Damn you!" Anika shouts in his face. "What do you mean by killing her so that she doesn't reveal your identities?" Anika ask him. "You killed countless police officer in that station using your teeth and claws. You think that haven't already reveal your existence to the people who will come to investigate those police men death?" Anika points out and he turns his face. "Yeah...think about that." Anika shouts at him. "But as you think about that. Let me make it clear to you. You will first kill me before i allow you kill my friend you hear that?" Anika boldly said an walk away from him.

His father nudged him gently and introduced him to Amaya , saying, "Killian , I want you to meet Amaya , the daughter of Alpha Arson." Killian , who was only around 8 years old at the time, couldn't help but find Amaya , the Alpha's daughter, rather unattractive. However, he understood that expressing such a sentiment would surely earn him a scolding if his mother were to hear. Amaya stood out starkly amidst the children he encountered within the influential circles of the kingdom's elite families. She sported wide glasses, freckles, and braces, epitomizing the classic image of a "nerd."

Almost killer: ? Yoshiki completely accepted the situation and the fact that these were most likely the killers of the original soul, despite that, he couldn't help but complain, "couldn't you have let me finish my ice tea, just because you're going to kill me doesn't mean you need to destroy my teacup, I couldn't even get a refill, what is the matter with you?"

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

Archie lay still with unsteady breathe and violent heartbeat. The killer grabbed the silver knife in his hands and raised it. Archie’s eyes grew bigger seeing the knife now above in the air. In the moment of fling the knife was stabbed in Archie’s chest where his heart was supposed to be. But the killer was not satisfied with one stab so he pulled out the knife back and stabbed again and again and again until he was satisfied. "Its not over Archie Hamilton. Not Yet." The killer said in angered tone. Seeing the light of life now completely gone from Archie’s eyes the killer was now more than satisfied. He got off Archie’s stomach and sat beside him on his feet.

She had trained for the last ten years for this opportunity and now at last, she was ready. Tomorrow she would finally embark on her mission and bring her parent’s murderer to justice. Layla was both excited and nervous, excited that she was finally being given this opportunity but nervous because Blake had told her that the Black Water Alpha was a cruel and ruthless man, who showed no mercy to anyone who opposed him. If she was caught before she killed him, she had no doubt that he would kill her without a second thought.

Gun still smoking. Expression calm. Like he hadn’t just killed a man in the middle of a formal council meeting. "I don't really give a damn if you call her a murderer," Killian said, his voice steady and sharp like a blade. "You want to know the thing about people like us? We’ve all killed. Every single one of us. And the only reason we’re still breathing is because we’re damn good at it. If we weren’t, we’d be dead already. So spare me the moral high ground."

He was not sure he like the new Anine. "Kasie, join me it's almost mid-day. Don't worry about me I will be fine. I think it's time to face my oppressor." Anine said with a wicked smile. "Can you kill him if you have the chance?" Mazi Ileka asked Anine. "For killing my husband, I would kill him instantly if I see any chance," Anine said with so much bitterness in her voice. "What if killing him would also take your own life, would you do it?" Mazi Ileka further asked.

Killing things—even inanimate objects—gets me off. Before I was hired by T.H.E.M., I was known as the Preying Mantis due to my proclivity of killing men mid-coitus. Jason is just about the only man I’ve ever had sex with more than once that I have not had the urge to kill. Duke Anderson in Tennessee was a close second to getting that distinct honor, but considering I did end up having to kill him—even though I felt really bad about it—kinda disqualifies him from actually getting the trophy.