Dolly Kill Kill Novels & Stories

"Darius?" "Did she just say Darius?" "That's impossible..." Lila grabbed my arm. "Nira." "What?" "...Don't say that name again." I stared at her. "Why?" She looked toward the classroom door, making sure no one was listening. Then whispered... "Because if your father's name is really Darius Vale...then someone has been lying to you your entire life." ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Outside the classroom, behind one of the stone pillars, Instructor Kael stood silently. Beside him is Adrian.

Diana’s next words rendered Dylan speechless and immobile. “Kill me… Please, kill. I-I would rather… d-die than let those murders breathe the same air I-I breathe. Please, kill me…” The next second, Diana went limp. “Diana!”

Dilo and Kealy both nodded to each other then dashed forward, Dilo shoulder charging the holer that had spoken, sending him careening backward, not being able to keep his feet as his arms flailed, striking two other men before coming to a stop on the ground on his back, inhaling in struggled gasps. Kealy was surprised at how easily the men in their shocked state made it easier to cut into the deadly soft parts, easily slicing her blade through three exposed throats before having to add in a few kicks to distance herself as opponents finally regained some semblance of order to retaliate. Dilo’s large sword had already claimed four kills before she took a glancing blow to her cheek, not being

"She didn't say anything?" "No." Lily frowned harder, then suddenly her eyes widened. "Oh!" "What?" "Oh!" "Lily." "I know who she is!" I felt my stomach tighten. "Who?" "Dr. Kuntz." Everything inside me stopped. "...What?” "Dr. Karma Kuntz." She pointed toward the door. "That was her." For a moment I couldn't process the words. "Karma… Karma was here, at my door?" "Yes." My pulse exploded. "Karma was here?"

Before I could react, she slammed her hands onto my desk, leaning in so close I could see the wild gleam in her eyes. “Alex killed Dain!” she hissed, her voice low but venomous. “What?” I whispered, my voice barely audible as I recoiled. “What are you talking about?” “Don’t play dumb, Kelly!” Holly’s voice rose, drawing the attention of everyone in the office. “Alex sent his men to murder Dain. He’s a killer, and you’re in bed with a monster!”

There is so much blood. Maya cut her eyes to one of the men behind him. The crew closed in around me. There was something accusing in the way they looked at me. One of them, a man Maya had always been close with, spoke first, his patience already gone. "Mrs. Sterling. You are out of line. Maya is dying. Are you really going to fight her for the rig? "And if it were that bad, you'd be unconscious by now. Where are you finding the breath to argue?"

Jack Moore smirked. A satisfactory thing seeing the shocking expression on him Killian's face. "Guess you're not the only one good with surprise, Killian Dante." He chuckled, arms spread in mock triumph. "I am not dead. I'm very much alive." He pulled Cassandra to his body in a way that showed possessiveness.

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

“DUFFER” “SO WHAT D’ YA SAY, GUYS ?” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “LOUDER !! THEY CAN’T HEAR YA !!!!!” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !”

The ride to Dolly's Ice Cream Parlor was quick, Persephone's engine cutting through the quiet suburban streets. As always, I held tight to Rafael's waist, allowing myself the simple pleasure of being close to him. Every experience now felt more vivid, more precious, the wind in my hair, the vibration of the motorcycle beneath us, the solid warmth of Rafael's body against mine. At Dolly's, we ordered our usuals, Rocky Road for him, vanilla with caramel for me and sat at one of the outdoor tables, comparing our tattoos in the warm glow of the parlor's string lights.