Everything That Kills Me Novels & Stories

The color drained from Carol's face as she rushed home in a hurry. When Carol arrived home, Caleb was feeding Eva some stew. With reddened eyes, Carol shoved the bowl onto the floor. She couldn't stop herself from trembling as she said in a sobbing voice, "Caleb! You monster! You knew that she hadn't fully recovered yet, so why would you force her to donate her kidney to Eva? Did you know that your actions have killed her?"

His body twitched once, and then—humiliatingly—he wet himself. I sneered coldly. “Do you think I’d ruin my life just to kill you? Scum like you deserves to live crippled and rotting in prison, suffering for the rest of your miserable life.” “Waaah!” Jasper broke down completely, sobbing like a madman. As the sound of sirens grew closer, I let out a breath and collapsed onto the ground, drained of all energy.

Finally. "You kill everything you touch. It's the only thing you know how to do. You have no idea how to love, cherish or appreciate someone. You tell me to look at myself, and believe me, I do, but have you ever tried to look at yourself? Can you face the monster in the reflection of the mirror? You'll kill them all, one by one. That's the only purpose you know and the only one you have. First, it was your biological father, and now, it's the man who raised you. Funny how people say that the father isn't the one who created you, but the one who was there for you. And that was me- from day one. Even though I always hated you and always will, I was still there for you. Even an unlovable anima

into my ears, I felt cold and wondered who the next victim was gonna be. Dave died the previous day from an asthma attack which everyone thought but I knew it wasn't. How could I tell anyone that I could see their deaths without sounding delusional? "I'm crazy, this isn't real, please don't let it be" I screamed as I found the right words to express my dilemma. She laughed hysterically and the room echoed. Touching my face, I could feel how cold her hands were as she sheepishly said "It's gonna last forever, this is a blessing don't see it as a curse, you've been blessed with a power that no one could ever imagine".

I continued talking to her with my sad voice, and I tried to recall what had happened before we got into this situation. "Did you know that... That I lost my sh*t when you got stabbed, and I saw you died? Then... Damien almost killed me, but I... and I... I think I... No. Wait... No, fudge it! Have I killed everyone at the war with my all-out firepower? No, no, no, no. No, I don't think so. No, I don't know. F*ck! What if I have killed everyone else there? The witch warriors, Mom, Sander, Aunt Alex, and Alison... And, all of them? Oh, no, I couldn't have, right? Oh, sh*t! The seer did mention that I could hurt everyone I hold dear because of the too much power that I hold. No! It can't be! M

“How? What are you talking about? You’ve been here for the past few days.” ‎Something inside me snaps. ‎Before I realize what I’m doing, I grab the collar of his shirt and yank him closer. Tears blur my vision as my breathing turns uneven. ‎“I killed my grandpa!” I scream, my voice breaking. “I killed him… he died because of me… he left me and I caused it all!” ‎Tears stream uncontrollably down my face as I continue shouting. My hands clutch his shirt tightly, wrinkling the fabric beneath my fists.

I finished faintly. His gaze locked onto mine. “Yes.” The word echoed inside me, heavy and undeniable. My knees weakened and I sank back onto the edge of the bed. “I killed them,” I whispered, though I wasn’t talking about the family anymore. “I killed everything.” “You did not kill them,” he corrected firmly. “Neal did.” “But the forest—” “Was collateral to your rage.”

Everything, all of what he did to me and keeps doing, came crashing to the surface and I got pissed, really pissed. "F**k your rules, Killian! You're a psycho f**ker with the blackest heart, and you can't see past your nose to care about the feelings of others. You're like aids. You hide in the shadows and feed on the life force of your victims. You present a sweet face and it's all hot and steamy until your victim realised that you've f**ked them over and left them to die, while you search for someone else to kill."

She leaned closer to the mirror, her lips curling into a twisted smile. "I KILLED NINA," she whispered to her reflection, her voice low and venomous. “I KILLED ROBERT TOO. No one will ever know." The admission hung in the air like a dark cloud, her words dripping with malice. She let out a harsh, bitter laugh that echoed in the empty room. “And I can also kill you , Mirabel. Just like I planned to back then." Her laughter grew louder, more manic, as if the weight of her own confession was somehow liberating.

He was actually mad at me, so he was able to drive me away. I will only kill those who want to destroy us. I will eliminate all obstacles in our path. I'm going to kill them. **