Castle Dressed To Kill Novels & Stories

(angrily) I'M GONNA KILL YOU! (Tiana rushes over to Queen Victoria and attempts to stab her but Austin swiftly collects the knife from her and they struggle. In the midst of their struggle, Austin swings the knife in King Roland's direction, inadvertently "stabbing" him in the abdomen and he falls to the ground) King Roland: (groans) Uhhh... Austin: (he drops the knife) Oh no! Dad! Queen Victoria: (holds him) My king.... (Tiana uses this opportunity to get into the car, she and the hitman wreck the castle gate and escapes, Axel and two other guards chase after them in another car)

I roared. Kisses? Was this some kind of sick joke? My blood boiled in my veins as I crushed the paper inside my fist, reducing the message to a mangled ball. The exact reason I had slaughtered the old Don Castellano was the same twisted game his son was playing now. Kael was intentionally using Jayla to rile me up, to poke the beast, and it was working perfectly. A dark, murderous urge tore through my chest. I was going to kill that bastard of a son and paint the streets with his men.

And if not, he would kill her himself. Kyle nearly screamed with laughter and delight. Things hadn't gone this smoothly in centuries, and now he finally saw the end of his plans on the horizon. Within hours, Caitlin would be dead, and he would finally, finally, be done with all of them. Kyle breathed deeply as he flew through the nighttime air. There, in the distance, he spotted Warwick Castle, wide open, completely unprotected from his visit. Kyle dove down, aiming right for it.

one of the men spoke. " By force"Adir hold Castus hand "Don't do it" "Tell them you're not going with them,trust me"Adir sigh "I won't die,do it" "Go back to the king and tell him I'm not coming" " Then we've no other choice but to take you by force" The guards walk towards them. "I can't believe I'm going this" Castus chant the spell completely and in an instant the guards were pushed away by the wind "It's going to last for a few days" Castus fall to the ground his dagger slip from his hand.

"Stop acting like a pup. Look at you. You’re already staring." Luke’s gaze had already drifted. At the far end of the ice, near the player’s tunnel, a new figure had appeared. Castel "Cass" Castillo. He wasn't a girl, but he moved with a fluid, dangerous grace that made Luke’s inner wolf pace behind his ribs. Cass was wearing a jagged black jersey with a silver wolf-skull—the mark of the outcast clans from the Blackwood Haunted Mansion district. "That's him," Jax whispered, following Luke’s eyes. "The one you’ve been howling about at practice. Castel."

"You! Take her to the castle! Now!" Vlad ordered pointing a long, menacing finger at one of the silent, heavily armed guards standing nearby. The man, a hulking figure cloaked in dark, rough cloth, needed no further urging. He immediately strode towards the trembling cassie.

I didn't care. They were all just distraction. I knew they wouldn't be able to make it. I hopped onto my motorbike and speed off. The first rule of being a stinger was to get ready for death. They deserved it for being so clueless, untactful and bunches of fools. I had to no heart. I killed without mercy and I love it cause that what has kept me till this time. I arrived at and saw Mr. Luciano waiting for me with a suitcase. Money. I packed off the road and went to meet him. As I approached him, two guards popped up from nowhere to kill him.

With everything properly set and in order, I proceeded towards the bedroom, ready to awaken Killian from his slumber. As I observed his countenance, it was evident that he was not in a deep slumber. Though his eyes were shut, his body remained rigid. Just as I was about to reach out to him, he abruptly opened his eyes, fixating his gaze directly on me. "Your bath awaits, Your Highness," I informed him. As he sat upright in bed, his stare persisted while he questioned me, "Are you certain you can successfully end my life this time?" His inquiry caught me off guard, causing me to choke momentarily. Did he still hold the belief that I had attempted to kill him? It seemed he was excessively sens

Mom was dead anyway, so there was no evidence left to hold against him. With both Giselle and Valerie on his side, he believed they wouldn't do anything to him, even if they later discovered the truth. His lips trembled, and his face turned deathly pale. "Y-Yeah, it was a dummy… And that pendant… was also my mother's…" A sharp slap echoed through the corridor. Giselle's expression was ice cold as she said, "You'd better not be lying to me, or I'll make you pay a thousandfold!"

He was going to kill our Mate, and he would pay with his life. Killian's eyes widened as he saw me charging forward in hospital scrubs. If we weren't in the middle of a war, I would've laughed at how silly I must've looked. The Hunter raised his gun and aimed it at my chest. I could see when the first shot left the Hunter's gun, and I could hear it as it whizzed by my ear. Killian snarled and worked even harder to kill the four rogues that attacked him, his eyes focused on me.