Deadly Force Novels & Stories

Light flooded the room, revealing the horror of what he had done—his mother lay lifeless, and his eyes met mine, full of realization and horror. He dropped the knife with a clatter and stumbled away. I bolted back to my room, locking the door with shaking hands. Dad walked up to my room and slammed his hand against the door. My heart was pounding, and I could not bring myself to open it. The door, sturdy and secure, a relic from when that room was meant for my older brother, held fast. I did not know if Dad was outside, wanting to get rid of me too or if he was trying to hand me the kitchen knife, making me the one to kill Grandma.

He pushed him on the ground making him fall on his back, in a swift, he placed his dark polished shoes on his chest pressing him tightly on the floor while Matteo groaned. "I'm........!" Matteo wanted to say when Lucifer pressed his chest harder. He can't say sorry cause Lucifer hates that word, anyone who mistakenly says it get murdered instantly. "Spare.....me!" He pleaded as he coughed out blood. "Spare!" Lucifer repeatedly, his expression motionless. He bents towards Matteo using his pistol to play with his head. "I don't spare lives, I take lives!" He whispered and Matteo shivered more. Lucifer stood up facing Blaze, who nodded immediately.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

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

Hard and loud enough to echoe in the room. I look down at the floor and cry silently. I don't want to be a victim of domestic violence. Worst of all, from someone I loved, trusted and could call my family. "How dare you!" He snapped. He squats to my level and drags my hair to force me look at him. "On whose permission did you make a call, uh?" I try to pull back and look away but he tightens his hold on my hair. "Look at me, you bitch." I raise my hand up to hold his hand on my hair, trying my best to reduce the pain as much as possible.

So pretty with pure silver blades, black leather handles and all sizes from a small paring knife to a machete. “I ain’t saying shit! Might as well kill me now!” He barked “Oh, you will be dying today. The question is how long it will take. You see, Alpha Kyle has a certain way about doing things and I am anxious to see how long it will take you to die. It is pretty painful so it could be quick or it could be very very slow. Like days slow.” “Doesn’t matter. I ain’t fucking saying shit!”

, I splutter when I finally regain a sense of speaking any understandable syllables. "A few boxers die in the ring or due to injuries in the ring annually but I personally did not know anybody like that. I would like to think that I wouldn't die like that because you know, I never really lose that badly," Nathan stands up, pats and my head gently, and leaves. That means he could die. They could die. In the ring itself.

The individuals seized the girl's arms with excessive force and pulled her toward the door without care. Wait please! The woman cried out, her voice becoming a desperate plea. Alexander executed a simple adjustment of his cufflinks. Find my ex. He commanded her execution without a trace of feeling in his voice. The rhythm of my breathing fractured into sudden irregularity. Valerie showed no emotion while Rachel turned pale and I found myself unable to comprehend the situation. Was he really that ruthless? Was it within his power to cause people to vanish in such a manner? The girl screamed something incoherent but the door slammed shut behind them cutting her off.

He slammed the lever forward, sending the machine spinning again. Lily squealed with delight, her laughter piercing the air. However, for me, the world was dissolving into red agony. My lower abdomen felt like it was being put through a meat grinder. It felt like my uterus was physically tearing apart, a tidal wave of hot blood fighting to burst out of me. ... I did not know how long it lasted. It felt like an eternity before Lily finally decided she was bored.

“To end someone’s life?” “Sometimes,” Eton said after a moment. “But most people I killed were scums so I didn’t lose sleep over it. Besides, I worked for the SRL at the time, so the kills were perfectly legal.” For some reason, his tone turned almost mocking at the word ‘legal.’ “SRL?” Kaia asked. “The Federal Security Service,” Eton clarified. “Oh?” Kaia asked. “Yes.” “Is this where you know the President from?” Kaia asked.