Are You Going To Kill Me Novels & Stories

shitshitshit! Why I’m getting nervous is beyond me. What if they just kill me because they wanted fun or make me kill someone to prove my loyalty or something... Shit I should’ve said no.

This question came so sudden to me. “That means you have killed someone before!” Kayla replied. She smiled at me. I could tell that the same was for her. She sounded weird. “But how do you know?” I tried to defend myself. “I haven't killed someone and that's it! I don't know why you think I have.” “It's as clear as day…” Kayla replied. “If you haven't killed someone before, you wouldn't ask me the reason for asking you such a sensitive question. You would have said ‘no’ instantly and even tell me a million reasons why you would never kill in your lifetime!”

into my ears, I felt cold and wondered who the next victim was gonna be. Dave died the previous day from an asthma attack which everyone thought but I knew it wasn't. How could I tell anyone that I could see their deaths without sounding delusional? "I'm crazy, this isn't real, please don't let it be" I screamed as I found the right words to express my dilemma. She laughed hysterically and the room echoed. Touching my face, I could feel how cold her hands were as she sheepishly said "It's gonna last forever, this is a blessing don't see it as a curse, you've been blessed with a power that no one could ever imagine".

He replied. I smirked and looked at the void seriously, this is it. I do this for everyone. Next year or a few years later, whoever gets KiD's last will, he/she deserves it. My life and our lives are at peace, everything will end and I will also end their lives one by one, those who want to kill me in a clean way. They don't know about me, they can't k*ll me that easily. "Keng, prepare the car we're going somewhere." I said.

he smirked. "We are not meant to meet today. It should be the day I will kill you." His eyes lit up. "Which means I will see you again?" "No. Which means I can kill you for real." "Baby, I am invincible. You will try your very best to kill me." "Says the arrogant."

"Because they're planning to kill you." "Who's planning to kill who? What are you talking about?" "Janie and her dad are going to kill you."

If you’re planning to kill me, you should know I’m not going to die so easily. Not when I’ve just begun to taste happiness.

I would never be able to forget how Amy's small hands clawed desperately for breath as she turned purple. Nor would I ever be able to forget how Sam clamped a hand over my mouth when I tried to call the police, nor how he told me, "We can have another child, so don't kill my mother." I would never forget how they worked together with those charlatans they called exorcists, and how I was struck with a "holy scepter" until I died. Hatred surged through my chest like a tidal wave, and for a split second, I wanted nothing more than to storm into the kitchen, grab a knife, and butcher that venomous old hag where she stood.

He's going to kill me , there’s no doubt. “Try again , this excuse is as lame as your killing skills. At Least if you want to kill me do it right “ he spat out , his voice holding so much weight and it reverberated through the entire room. I felt his hands tightening on the trigger of the gun so I had to think of another plan on impulse.

My next answer was, “To kill a CEO?” “Bingo!” She smiled proudly. “You are in this car with us because you are about to kill a CEO.” She smirked dangerously.