Find What You Love Let It Kill You Novels & Stories

find him and end him. ___

* Expressionless, Killian snapped Dad's neck. Two elderly corpses lay on the expensive carpet, blood pooling around them. Killian stood between the bodies, gasping for air. His gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter dead silence. He looked at his hands and suddenly let out a laugh that made my blood run cold: "Hahahaha..." "Is this love?" "Love is a weakness! Love is death!" "I don't need this! No one gets close to me ever again!" [Player Keal: Deceased.]

I was a vampire hunter's lowest blood-slave, and the vampire noble Lucian von Karstein fell in love with me. He turned against his entire family for my sake. But there was a curse in my blood: if I let myself love him, I would die. So I had no choice but to trample on everything he felt and force us apart. That day, I threw away the family crest he treasured most. And then, in the middle of the night, after he'd fallen asleep, he came out to dig through the trash for it.

I sniffled, shutting my eyes. You have only talked about leaving me, I am sure one day, you will leave me without leaving a trace as I'll be thrown deeper in the darkness that's why- ‘I'll let that toxic feeling kill me slowly rather than dying by your love…’

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

Leonard had filed a report against her for attempted murder. He didn’t care about his family dissatisfaction about his decision. Gavin was also killed by one of his girlfriends he forced to get rid of a pregnancy. He was killed because his actions made the girl’s womb get destroyed. With hatred, the girl didn’t hesitate to end him. Jane didn’t pity any of them. She knew how shameless and ruthless both Ivy and Gavin could be.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

That softness keeps me grounded. I reach into the bottom drawer of my desk and pull out my spare makeup bag. If I’m going to take this man apart, I need to look sharp doing it. Touching up my lipstick, I check my lashes, fluff my hair, and lift the mirror to scan for flat spots—then freeze. A flash of green in the reflection. Familiar. My mirror slips from my hand as I whip around. Nothing. “I could’ve sworn—” “El, he’s sweating like a whore in church,” Halle says as she returns. “Shirt’s soaked. Looks like he’s going to melt out of his jack… et… Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“You just killed my unborn baby and threw my friend out of this fucking window. How could you save me when you’re the one who destroyed me? You just…” “I fucking loved you, bitch.” He growled. “Couldn’t you fucking see that?” “You raped me.” I swallowed hard. “You killed our child. You just stabbed me to death. You even tried to kill me. What kind of love is this? This was not fucking love.” “Put down that knife,” he warned, cautiously stepping toward me. “Put that thing down!” “Okay, I won’t kill you.” “That’s… that’s it.” He stuttered. “Don’t do this. We have a long life to live. We could get through it together, Cami. I love you and I know you won’t do this.”

I love you so much. Please find me. Please. Then there was nothing.