Capture Or Kill Book Novels & Stories

As he pulled the middle drawer too hard, a small, pink spiral notebook slipped out from the back, tumbling onto the floorboards. It was mine. On the cover was a crooked, faded sticker of a cartoon rabbit. Dad’s hand froze mid-air. Mom’s vacant gaze slowly drifted over to it. Dad reached down and flipped open the first page. Written in large, shaky pencil strokes was a single rule: When Leo can't breathe, do not panic. Beneath the words was a crude pencil drawing I had sketched. It showed a small hand placed gently against a baby's back, sliding from top to bottom in a soft, soothing motion.

Strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me tight against a body I knew instantly, instinctively, even before the scent enveloped me, dark, smoky, sharp, a warmth that had become terrifyingly familiar. Massimo. My head collided with his chest, and his arm locked firmly around my waist, pressing me against him like he meant to fuse me there. I gasped, the air knocked from my lungs, my hands clinging to his jacket out of reflex, desperate for an anchor against the storm of panic consuming me. It took me a heartbeat too long to realize what had just happened. Mr Ugly—my captor, my should-have-been executioner was on the ground.

Could she take some to read? His response came back almost immediately. "Take the book and get the hell out of the room." She didn't hesitate. She grabbed a book—a worn copy of Crime and Punishment—and got out before more spy cameras could capture her. Before he could become angry. Dimitri smiled as he watched her run out of the study room on the security feed, the book clutched to her chest. He'd set up alerts for when anyone entered his study. Of course, he had spy cameras everywhere in the important places in his penthouse. Every room. Every hallway. Every corner.

The horrifying scenes of the murders and blood in that building where we were held hostage haunted my mind and caused goosebumps to break out in my body. After long, depressing minutes of crying out my pain and nursing the deep wounds of betrayal, I staggered up to my feet and held out my phone towards the board. I clicked a picture of the plan board and grabbed the files and pictures. As I began to walk away, my eyes caught a large book peeking out of the drawer. I paused and shuffled back, then pulled the drawer open. The book fell out and I bent closer to take a closer look at the book. On the cover, it was written HISTORY AND ETHICS OF THE SCORPIO.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

But perhaps, I was wrong. Years ago, when I’d first paid a visit to the pack library, I’d found a book that felt more like a bedtime story. But one part stuck with me. The part about goblins called ‘red caps.’ After every kill, they’d soak their caps in the blood of their victims. Their caps stood as a trophy, something to remind them how dangerous they were. Unknowingly, that might have been what this book became. I tossed it into the fire. Watching the flames eat up the pages till there was nothing but ashes left.

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I whispered. A fresh wave of nausea hit, memories pushing like claws against the walls of my mind, shadows of a past life I had spent years trying to understand. This book...This book was the answer. This was the ritual Darren used to kill me, to kill my baby, to take power for himself.

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Some titles seemed interesting to him, like ‘How to kill and skin a sand wurm by JJ Rulus’ or ‘The spirit realm unmasked by Sir Tapnes’ and some made him shiver at the thought of their contents, such as ‘A look inside of fae anatomy by Priest Daphne’ and ‘Histories of demonic possession that nearly ended existence by Krun. He had already finished two rows and had started on the third when a slight whispering in his ear broke his concentration, “You must kill.” “What the..?” Rex said out aloud, looking left and right, searching for the person who had made the sound, not being able to see anyone, he followed where he thought the whispering from coming from, rounding the end of the large booksh