Cute But Deadly Novels & Stories

Thus startling him ''Home'' its been ages he heard that. Adelle who couldn't wait any longer walked up to him seductively and hugged him so tight Wade put his arms around her and inhaled her cologne. "Nice to know you still use this perfume for all this years Adelle" "You look so handsome, its like you didn't age at all over the years, if prison makes one look this cute and young, I might as well commit more crimes." Adelle said teasingly "You are still as hot headed as ever babe" Wade said

He wimps, a slight chuckle escapes my lips. "Oh, sweetheart if only you knew how stupid you look right now." "Besides, you're useless to me now," I added. I slowly bent down and leaned closer to his ear. "Never underestimate me." "Like they say." Pausing for a second. "The most dangerous animal in the world is a silent smiling woman." I cocked my gun and shot him in the chest. He slowly gasps for air glancing deep into my eyes with fear. One-thousand-two-hundred and six people I've killed in my life. And none of them, I ever pitied for. People might say it's cruel but to survive in this barbaric world, you need to be feared by others.

"You are here to clear your head when there are lots of great places to clear one's head, Katherine, are you forgetting that we now live in modern era?" "There are cafes, PlayStation, Amusement Park, restaurant, museums, and the list keeps going..." He counted with his fingers. Katherine closed her eyes momentarily and she halted, so did Celeb. "I don't want to go to those places." Her voice was husky. "But, why not," He asked immediately her voice fell. "If it's because you have no money, I do, and we can turn around and head for the car, then drive away from this dangerous place," He looked around. "These place looks like you are calling death to yourself." He shuddered.

She replied. Huh? She sounded so sure about who was texting her. And, did she just call me cute? I blushed a little, then got serious again as if she could see my face from here. "Cute? I am not cute. Sexy, hot, and handsome? Absolutely, yes. But definitely not cute. And are you saying someone "cute" can't be a serial killer?" I asked. "You are not one. If you were, you are one hot serial killer. A nice way to catch your victims." She replied.

Kira elucidated beside me while giggling softly, and my heart flushed with happiness at the sight of her smile. "Yes," I said."A good day to die hard." I retorted with a smile plastered on my face. A buzzing sound was heard, and a small hole was visible on top of the cage. We watch in curiosity, waiting for whatever they are going to send out again. After what seemed like an entity, different weapons were thrown down on the cage floor. including short knives, spikes, bows, and arrows.

It seemed to irritate their skin. One of their flaws was their reaction to bright lights. If it was overcast, then they had no problem moving through the day, but if it was a cloudless day, they seemed to shrink back into the shadows. Another flaw was how easily it was to kill them. They may be fast and their scratches or teeth deadly, but it took nothing to kill them. There was no special metal or weapon needed. One stab in the right place or decapitation would have their bodies disintegrating into dust.

Shaking, I reached out and grabbed the cuff of his pants, gritting my teeth against the agony. "Please... call 911... I'm dying..." Julian looked like he had stepped in something foul. He kicked his leg out, shaking off my grip. "No wonder Lily says you're a good actress. She nailed it. It's just a bungee jump, Elena. You're not dying." He sneered. "You're healthy as a horse. Who is this show for? It's pathetic. Honestly, looking at you makes me sick. You're not even half the woman Lily is."

An unknown contact, yet the content is unmistakable – a picture of a battered Daren accompanied by a chilling message: "72 hours are up, Elena."

The Ghost. My jaw clenched, a low, savage pulse of possession throbbing deep in my gut. For a year, I had believed I was holding a delicate, bruised songbird in a velvet cage. I had spent countless nights lying awake beside her, holding my breath, terrified that my darkness, my brutal corporate lifestyle, would shatter her. And all the while, she had been a phantom. A lethal, beautiful monster hiding behind soft smiles and trembling hands. The heavy steel security door at the end of the bunker corridor let out a sharp, pneumatic hiss as the multi-bolt deadbolts unlocked.

In a three-second appraisal, he instantly clicked that I was incapable. “Cute is sexy… Cute is Hot… I like that you’re cute. Fiery, stubborn, reckless, annoying, and cute. You’re pretty… but your cuteness is next level. It’s in everything you do, say… how you move…. Even when you’re mad…. I wanted to pick you up, squeeze and protect you.” Kaelin really isn’t selling me on this.