Can You Kill K Round Novels & Stories

His hands have been stained in the blood of many and quite a few times were as a direct result of others attacking him. When it comes to killing, Kirou had a very simple but efficient rule for killing; outside of missions, if it can be avoided, then avoid it, but if it must happen, ensure to do so in a way that others fear your very existence. To Kirou, killing was anything but hard, but to ensure he had a quiet life, he made sure to master many unique methods and forms of killing, some of which actually bordered on the realms of the supernatural.

Chad said quietly. “Well we kill him too.” Roger shrugged. “Kill Kendrick?” Clay asked. “Yeah we are in the kill or be killed part.” Chad said, rolling his eyes. “ I just.” Clay said quietly but then looked at Roger and nodded in agreement. “How are we going to do this?” Clay sighed. “We wait till they leave. Kill Kendrick tonight and hopefully the hunter girl. If not the next night.” Roger shrugged, putting no real thought into any of it. “Sounds promising.” Clay muttered.

"What are you?" Killian looked at his hands—covered in blood, still tingling with power—and something like wonder crossed his face. "I don't know, Tommy," he said honestly. "But whatever i am, i think I'm going to be really, really good at it." Tommy and Connor raised their weapons. "Ashvein rounds!" Connor shouted. "Same as before—it worked once. It'll work again—" They fired. The bullets hit Killian square in the chest—one, two, three times.

No, not to defeat him, but to kill him. We looked at the Lycanthrope in front of us, who was so strong and speedy. Kyson Night.. Yes.. He is Kyson Night.. A strong Lycanthrope.. The last Lycanthrope in existence. “I want to kill them,” Celia growled menacingly. “Yes.. We should kill them,” I whispered in a vicious voice. ‘Kill them.. Kill them.. Kill them..’ That thought kept popping up in our minds. I created more and more water whips, as much as I could.

I said my voice slightly breaking. "You made me look like a fool, all the combats and training and killing was for nothing but to make me just like you, a killer that gets to live with the guilt forever. Goodbye Rarf, you'll be better off in hell." I said as I clicked the gun ready to unload every bullet in his hardened heart.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

she grinned, "And if I can't kill her using fists, I can always make her die on her own." ~ KL •Season One• R18GB

The crowd erupted in support with clapping and cheering. “For tradition we will be doing three rounds.Whoever wins majority will be deemed the honorable Alpha for the Shadow Pack. For the sake of longevity of both packs and to avoid turmoil, there is to be no kill shots. Is that understood?” Constantine looked at me and then at Allister. We both nodded our heads in agreement. “On my signal you will begin the first round.” Constantine moved away from both of us before Allister and I began to circle one another in our defensive stances.

"Round one will have groups of four fight together until one stands. Round two, the survivors face off one against one and round three, the final three fight until only one remains." "And whoever wins that," Fenrir said, "fights me." "Correct," Tamper said. Fenrir rubbed a hand over his face. "So I sit through three rounds of nonsense just to get to one real fight." I raised an eyebrow, turning to Kate. “How bold of him to call it nonsense.” Kate grinned. “It is also called aura.” What a way to put it. I gave her a good nod. "That's the tradition, Alpha." Geo responded.

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.