Deadly Force Novels & Stories

“Do you love this lady that much to threaten me---“ “Don’t communicate with her, just forget everything about her, don’t look into her or the live she decides to live after our separation, don’t meet with her, don’t ask anyone to tail her, don’t traumatize her, and don’t lock her up…” “She fooled the Swift family! I can’t just let her off the hook with just a divorce, she has to pay for lying---“ “Then I will die!” Alexander shouted and Jane’s eyes dilated from the other side of the line, Alexander knew how cruel his parents were, they had locked him up as a kid, so who knows what they would do to Katherine.

They’re apprehensive after what I did with my dad’s bracelet, but they’re coming regardless. Coming to finish Alec off, and me along with him. And for what? Because we exist? I’ve never harmed anyone, and I’m sure Alec hasn’t either. Those kids in the dorms didn’t deserve what happened to them. Rage unlike any I’ve ever known floods me. It propels me forward with the gravitational force of a planet. I meet the first Silver Hunter head on, grabbing their arm and forcing them to drop their sword before I punch them in the gut.

he says standing up and walking towards the door he stops next to me and comments. “hey Ratko, I know you've always told me that I shouldn't get involved with anyone, but I think I met,” I see him seriously and snap "If you want me to die with a headshot, continue with your game…" I turn and leave the room, leaving him alone and surprised by my answer. In this world, such a thing as love does not exist, such a thing as a relationship does not exist, in my world, in Darkness, there is only one thing, kill or be killed.

"The King is dead! Long live the King!" The attack was a devastating ambush, a coordinated assault that had been meticulously planned. Alessandro's men, a force of brutal, unwavering determination, moved with a terrifying efficiency. They were not just an army; they were a force of nature, a hurricane of violence that tore through the room, a brutal ballet of gunfire and bloodshed.

They couldn't wait to see Ashton die under the lethal beams of the array and collapse into a pool of blood. As Ashton closed the distance, Flint let out a heavy snort. The killing intent in his eyes exploded. He raised a long arm and gave a cold command. "Tenfold Deadly Array, activate!" In an instant, the lethal beams forming in the air unleashed their full killing intent. They glowed with a blinding, ghostly light. "Kill him!" Flint dropped his hand. A series of thunderous explosions ripped through the air. Space buckled and twisted as 23 lethal beams formed at once, each carrying transcendent realm-level force.

Strike them down, but never kill them! The office broke into complete mayhem. It was a nightmare of a battle. The warriors of Dante were well trained yet it was so hard to restrain their deadly blows on their enemies who fought with suicidal and rabid aggression. The Blood-Bound Alphas leaped upon the Black Summit guards, tearing and biting unnaturally with unnatural power.

If we can weaponize negotiable death against Shepherds, anyone can weaponize it against anyone. I’m about to turn death into a weapon that anyone with enough knowledge can use to murder through negotiation. Original Death is watching with something like grim satisfaction. “Thirty seconds,” it announces. “Whatever you’re planning, complete it now.“

"Designation of Foreign Terrorist Organization." I looked at the paper. At the signature. Dexter Forbes. "Well," I said, staring at my father’s familiar, sharp cursive. "I knew he was disappointed in my career choice, but this seems a bit extreme. Usually, parents just threaten to cut you off, not label you a threat to national security." "It gets worse," Stark said, pressing a hand to his chest. "It authorizes the use of lethal force. It designates the Crown of Regalia as a hostile entity. It authorizes the deployment of Special Forces to 'neutralize the leadership.'"

Liam shook his head frantically, but it was useless. Mayor Bowser raised his glass toward me. "Officer Craig, enjoy the show." Four Rolls-Royces were parked in the square. Liam was dragged out, his limbs tied to each of the four cars. The engines roared. I closed my eyes. Erica watched helplessly as blood splattered across her face. The gag was removed from her mouth. The first thing she did was curse at me. "Andrew! You're just going to watch him die?! You're not human! You'll die a horrible death!"

His fantastic record in murder cases had made him cut out for the task at hand, however. In this moment, Frank's body, which had been stabbed repeatedly on the jugular veins by his murderer, was instantly deposited in a cadaver pouch and stretchered out to the ambulance off the back of a comprehensive autopsy which confirmed him dead from psychological torture and a series of close-range stabs on his neck. Natasha’s nudity, however, was cladded as her ravaged body was laid on a stretcher. The poor lady had her eyes feebly open but was apparently devoid of energy to utter a word or stir at will. She was stretchered out of the hotel premises to the sight of the wild, ravenous press who stubbor