Dead By Daylight Female Killers Novels & Stories

"Or he doesn't know. Either way, one of them woke up three weeks ago. Broke out of its pod. Killed four guards. Escaped into the wilderness." My legs feel weak. I sit down hard. "Which one?" "Number Seven. Female. Approximately seventeen years old in appearance." Zara pulls out a tablet, showing me security footage. A pod shattered from the inside. Blue liquid everywhere. And in the corner, a figure moving with inhuman speed. "She's hunting." "Hunting what?" "Humans." Zara swipes through more images. News reports. Missing persons. Bodies found torn apart in ways that don't match any known animal. "She's been killing in nearby cities. Small towns. Picking off isolated victims. Learning. Adapt

“Ssshhh! Or else you will wake those whom you have slaughtered like livestock.” Remembering this event from her past life, Diana could not help but shake her head at the grotesque kind of death that Amber had given to the other female participants of the Tribute Ceremony—they were decapitated. Had it not been for the scents, the family members of the deceased would have had a hard time identifying the bodies. And now, by a twist of fate, she was confronting the notorious ‘Red Luna’—a befitting title for the woman who would slaughter her way to become the deadly Blood Claws Pack’s luna.

It was Friday, and I couldn't wait for a day off, even though I wasn't sure how I would be spending it. My mind always seemed to travel back to Ivan, the hunters, and inevitably, Balor. I buried myself in my work, trying to push the worry, guilt, and anger away. I was the least exciting person to be around, but it seemed like Piper was the only one who cared enough to try and bring me out of the slump I had found myself stuck in. "Three victims. All male, ages ranging from eighteen to twenty-five. Multiple gunshot wounds. Seems like another murder linked to this ongoing gang war between the Black Sea and Poison Snakes." I nodded my head, pursing my lips.

We'll be kings but only if we could control him. The war was going to start up again, now that there's speculation that he might still be alive. It's only just a matter of time before someone fires the right gun at the wrong person. I shook my head in disbelief. The identity of the infamous hacker rests in the hands of a twenty-two-year-old girl. Who would've thought? "How do we know she's not Cypher?"

I said and handed her back the tablet and she handed me the bag. Getting into the car, Mason wasted no time in flipping out. “WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! You can’t kill her! Not only is she fucking perfect and georgous but that is an Alpha’s sister! She is an Alpha female and they are rare. You will start a huge stir if you follow through with this!” I let his words sink in as I debated if I wanted to kill her before or after I fucked her? Or do I ever want to kill her? Something didn’t feel right. “It’s my job.”

a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess. "Yeah, I agree with Demeter," Death says shooting me a playful glare as my eyes widen and I identify the Gods and Goddesses in the room. "Poseidon, Zeus, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hera, and H-Death," I whisper as I look at all of them identifying each one, "Holy shit," I muttered before everything blacked out. (/) I open my eyes and sit up rubbing my head. I wasn't in my room at home, nor was I in my room at Mika's house.

A stark reminder that this battle was not just a clash of powers, but a test of survival. Hestia's eyes blazed with bright fury and gleaming desperation as she raised her dagger once again, the blade gleaming in the dim light. “Fuck you, Cassidy! Let me go!” With renewed ferocity, we clashed, each strike a symphony of power and determination to kill one another. “Before you die, I want to slap you with reality.” I cocked my head at Gamma Jamenei, who dispersed himself in front of me and gave me the cylindrical beaker containing blood. “Do you see the color of this?” I asked her, still trying to claw me out but my hand was firm around her neck.

"Dad, what are you even talking about?" Before he got into the car, Gary patted Zach's shoulder. "The identity of the engineer who created the U.N2 reconnaissance and strike drone has been kept a secret. All we know is that the person is a young woman. If there's a chance, we may be able to introduce her to you." Zach was bewildered. He never expected to learn such shocking news. "The developer of U.N2 was a young woman?" He exclaimed inwardly. … In the exhibition hall, Chad just received a call from Ariel. His expression turned grim after he learned what had happened from her.

It meant that from the moment Dante entered the hall to the moment he left, the only people he looked at were the four of us. I said blankly, “It really does look like one of us is the Godfather’s true love.” “There’s no way to tell who he was looking at,” Blair said with a sigh. “But that smile was way too obvious.” The four of us exchanged silent looks, fear filling our eyes. If we didn’t all retain memories of our brutal deaths from past lives, none of this would even be explainable. “If it really is one of us,” Chloe whispered, trembling, tears pooling in her eyes, “then why… why did he kill every single one of us?”

And at the same time, her name was Nita. She was the strongest female killer and managed all the newcomers who were sent in. She trained all the newcomers every day and let them kill each other. She told them over and over again that if they didn’t kill others, others would kill them. She looked cruel and bloodthirsty, and she would be excited to see everyone kill each other. But no one knew that whenever she dreamed, she would always wake up with the start, and her mind would fill with the faces of those who died.