Billy Butcher Death Novels & Stories

Billy said. A heavy sensation settled in my chest. I wasn't sure how to process this. Billy had never shown aggression toward me like the others, but he was still a part of the trauma of my past. Yet he got me out, and he killed a pack member in the process. He was in even deeper trouble than I had initially thought. They might go after his family if they connected the dots.

I glance at my mum and she doesn't react, which tells me she's known about this for a while. "Now, I don't want to hear any more arguments tonight, there's plenty of time for that in the future. For now, I want to sit down before the dinner gets cold and celebrate the wedding of my favourite grandson to his beautiful wife." His grandmother moves to her seat and his mum clenches her jaw but does as she's told. The meal is pretty much silent and the tension is almost unbearable, as soon as we finish eating, Billy's mum announces that she's leaving, striding from the room with his dad hurrying after her.

When I heard their snickering getting closer, I walked toward the entrance, and when the first one entered, I drove the butcher knife into his stomach and pushed it deeper. The one behind screamed and cocked his gun to shoot me, but I ran and hid behind the fridge. While he was busy looking over his dying friend, I sneaked out behind the fridge and walked slowly towards him, holding my butcher knife up. When I arrived behind him, he sensed me and was about to pick up his gun from the floor and shoot me when I quickly shoved the knife into his back. He wailed and collapsed on the floor beside his friend, and they were both dead.

Billy enters the Bar and Grill going towards the back where he sits down at the hidden table. He briefly looked at his watch waiting. He still feels numb with the information he had received from his wife. The mistakes he made now has to be paid by his only child. “Hello,” Drunk Johnny sits down across from him. “Who are you?” Billy was in no mood for conversation. “I could be a friend,” Johnny looked at the man who somehow seemed different today. “You look like a man who heard bad news.” He observed.

In that desperate fight for survival, loyalty and the lives of his allies meant nothing to him. "Billy, you traitor—ahh!" Lucas's curse was cut short as the icy blade ran him through, his blood gushing out. "If I'm going down, you're coming with me!" Xylon, witnessing his brother's brutal end, charged at Billy in a frenzy, determined to stop him from escaping. "Off me..." Billy's protest was silenced as the Alexa Sword pierced them both, its savage energy tearing through them mercilessly. Too weak to fight back, they were slain in an instant.

My bag tumbled from my grasp, hitting the floor as I sank to my knees. I felt a figure hovering around me and looked up to see Billy, a cold grin spreading on his face as he pulled me closer. His garlic breath caused me to cough. “I’m sorry our deal had to end this way, but you should have given us what you owed us.” “Fuck you,” I spat on his face. “You better run because you will regret this night. I will kill you!” “How about you die first?” He snarled, punching me in the face and causing me stumble to the ground.

If it were Dante in the room, he wouldn't have dared to interrupt. "Billy, our Boss's car met with an accident near the intersection. Someone tried to kill the Boss with a truck" the hunchman shared with anger and worry. Billy instantly turned angry. "Who would dare to lay their hands on our boss, that too on our land. Lets go settle their account" Billy replied angrily. He turned to leave, but stopped abruptly. He forgot that Augustin is their Boss now. "Ahh, My apologies Mr. Montana. Can we go?" Billy requested for Augustin's permission.

"Well Billy has only been in love with one woman and that was a woman named Valerie. Now, she turned him down because she knew the kind of life that he was living but he was obsessed with this woman and he wanted a way to get to her. He tried everything but when none of it worked, he found out that she was engaged to be married to a British guy. It tore him apart and he wanted to make her pay and then he devised a plan that won't get back to him at all." "He made Deborah to be sold to the mafia king as a sex slave and when your father came and all that happened, he had already made friends with the British guy and he used his image and his identity to act as the bad one who was the owner of

“I need to know… Was that you? Was that your revenge?!” Grey huffed out a laugh. “Revenge? Why the fuck would I mess with your case after I proved my innocence?” “Because I know who you are!” Moore snarled. “And I know what you're capable of! You could have easily done it!” Grey frowned. “Done…what?” “Kill Charlie Butler!” Moore threw up his hands in frustration. Lanzo inched toward him. “Charlie Butler is dead?” “You didn't know?” Moore looked at Grey before drawing a shaky breath. “Charlie Butler was found dead this morning. He was stabbed in his cell.”

I didn’t want him to think I was uncomfortable because of the revelation. “If that didn’t shock you, this will. Ash is over three hundred years old.” My eyes widened, but I didn’t say a word. I didn’t have anything to say to that. Ash was really old…with such great skin! He went on, “Billy died a rebel fighting in a number of the numerous civil wars America had, and Joe was a soldier in the First World War, he was a doctor too.” He laughed at our shocked expressions. “You are all dating people old enough to be your tenth great-grandfathers.