Billy Bennett Deadly Class Novels & Stories

Surprise, that didn’t go so well for Benny and the vamps. “No. I mean yes. I swear I was gonna split the money with them—” “I’ve heard enough,” Xavier said, glancing at his watch. “We’re out of time.” I lifted the 9mm and shot Benny once in the head, then twice in the chest for good measure. Ditching the weapon on a stool by the door, we made our way out of the freezing cellar. Xavier jerked a nod at the two shifters at the top of the stairs and they immediately disappeared to clean up the mess.

“It’s going to be beautiful. My mom’s helping with the planning. I can’t wait for everyone to see us together.” I could feel the way Lucas’s jaw tightened. He didn’t even look at her. Just stared down at the book that was open in front of him, like he wished he could melt into it. I shifted in my seat, my heart sinking a little. I glanced back, and that’s when I saw Bennet walking by, earbuds plugged into his ear and, half a protein bar in his hand. His head turned slightly at Billy’s voice. “Yo, Bennet!” Billy called, waving him over. “Did you hear the news?”Billy asked innocently. “A big day is coming up for your favorite person.”

Murmurings filled the room at my statement, before someone cried out from the crowd of twelve. "What does that imply Alpha, let's understand." "I hate to break this to you, but Bennie is dead," I said feeling down casted, and angry at myself because I had inflicted an injury on him the night before, and wasn't quick to detect that he was in danger. Or, was it I that killed him by striking him last night? It was impossible, I saw him heal almost the same time I struck him. The murmurings had increased but no one was crying or wailing, except for an Omega named James. He was an high school kid that had been bitten by ruthless Gerald. As our eyes met, he walked closer to me, and spoke softly as

He hung up and looked at me, and I could see the apology already forming. "Victor Bennett is dead," he said. "Found in his apartment with a single gunshot wound to the head. It could be suicide, could be murder made to look like suicide. But either way, Dmitri and Sloane are there now and they need me to come check the scene before we report it." Victor Bennett. The traitor who'd been leaking our information. The man they'd been planning to extract and interrogate. "You have to go," I said, and it wasn't a question.

Heart pounding wildly, I listed as the gorgeous reporter discusses the death of Billy Darbin This is Ellen Woodrow with KPNYC. Sixteen-year-old Billy Darvin was found by his adopted father, Charles Bates, in their New Jersey apartment. According to officials, Billy was stabbed in the ankles, groin, and arms until he bled to death. The police suspect a robbery gone wrong.

She handed the folder back to Sullivan. "It's even more shameful that the lead on the case hasn't even shown up. And what else would be said about the case when they found out that the night before Mr. Bloodstones' arrest, Detective Reyna Killian was bedding the man in question." Sullivan's eye widened slightly before she collected herself, and an ache shot through me as I glared at Imelda.

Ricci provide an explanation within three days. "More seriously, the Massachusetts State Police and the FBI have both received reports about you. It's allegations of bribing medical staff, resulting in the abnormal death of Eleanor Mitchell." Dante’s face turned livid. The glass in his hand shattered under his grip. Suddenly, he remembered the way Sofia had said, "Understood." That tone had been too calm. It didn't seem like her at all. He immediately called Sofia’s closest friend, who was her classmate from Harvard University, Rachel Bennett.

***** Axel's POV ***** “I don't need a hit man, I'll do it myself.” Dorian crossed the line coming for Elara, he has no idea, but he just signed his death deal. “What do you think would happen if it gets out that Axel Thorne, Elara's husband murdered his blood brother, what do you think would happen to her reputation she's been working so hard to build,” Knox said, arms folded across his chest. “No one's going to find out…I won't tell if you don't,” I responded, looking up at him as I cocked my gun.

The familiar announcement rang out. Benny shot up from the couch, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Damn it!" He swung his Zen staff and lunged forward, but before he could take a step, Wendy spun in the air, landing lightly and bringing her axe down on him. It was over in an instant—he was down. He was dead! He actually died! Benny couldn't believe it. The sudden turn of events caught Stanley's attention, and he looked over at Benny with a raised eyebrow.

“Langston lives in the city—14th Avenue, Penthouse 7! Gregory—he’s at a private estate on Willow Drive. Marcus—he keeps a low profile, but he’s usually at the old harbor warehouse, Pier 16. That’s all of them—I swear!” Dare held his gaze, scanning his face for any trace of a lie. Fear poured off Mr. Bennett in waves, his breathing erratic, tears streaking his bloodied face. He was broken—there was no fight left in him. Good. Without another word, Dare pulled out his phone and sent the names and locations to Theo. His message was brief—efficient. “Three targets. Clean job. No survivors.” The response came almost immediately: “On it.” Dare stood, towering over Mr. Bennett’s trembling form. “Yo