First Kill Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And trust was dangerous in a city like this—but it was worth it. The first signs of morning light spilled into the room, painting the walls gold and gray. Aire closed her notebook and looked at Dee. “We start tomorrow. Streets don’t sleep, and neither do we.” Dee nodded. “Then we make them remember why the streets fear fire.” Aire smiled, a mixture of thrill and determination lighting her features. For the first time since her rebirth, she felt fully alive—not just surviving, but commanding her fate. Trevon would learn that the girl he tried to kill was gone. In her place stood someone stronger, smarter, and untouchable.

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He blinks rapidly, looking disorientated. “Fuck…” I grit as Sebastain closes in on Killian, and smashes his fist into his face. Killian falls to the ground, and I lean forward. “Fuck… fuck.” I mutter over and over again as Sebastain gets on top of Killian and starts punching him over and over and over again. Sebastian is about to actually kill Killian. There’s so many thoughts going through my brain. Remembering the first time I met Killian, and how I just knew, he was going to be the man I fell in love with and spent my life with. I remember our wedding, our honeymoon, or first Christmas together.

“I’d take you outside, and I’d hold you so close to me.” “Yes?” “I’d take my knife . . . ” “The First Kill knife?” “Yes. The First Kill knife. I’d slip it under your ribs into your heart, like you did to Renan.” Her lips made an O. “Or perhaps into your lungs from behind. Hold you in my arms and—” “Stab me in the back?” “It doesn’t sound nearly as romantic that way.” “It isn’t.”

A story where love was as fatal as any blade. And I wasn’t just in it. I was inside the body of a girl who—if the book’s events held true—was fated to die before the first act even ended. Her death was the spark that ignited the blood feud. A single corpse to justify centuries of slaughter. In other words… me. Again. I’d already died once. I wasn’t going to let it happen a second time.

"I swear, I won't let go of your hands ever again. There won't be any other woman. I'll only love you. We'll have a kid and live happily as a family." I sneered, "Seeing you makes me sick. I don't want you anywhere near my afterlife." I bolted, and he chased. Minutes later, I hit the elevator where it all started. It was running again now, and I had mixed feelings. As I thought about how to get rid of Anthony, the elevator pulled me in. Right before the doors shut, I caught sight of his panicked face. I smiled, stepping over. This time, I was done with him for good. "See you never, Anthony." The End

The silence stretched between us, heavy and weighted with things unsaid, and I almost thought he wasn't going to answer when his voice finally came, quiet and distant. "I got my first kill when I was eleven" he said, and the words hit me. My shocked gaze flew to him but he wasn't looking at me, his eyes fixed on the white ceiling above us, the sharp cut of his jaw ticking with tension. "It was with a blade. A small pen knife I'd been given by Jacob to kill someone who owed him. It left me hollow, lik—like a part of me died with him that day."

But when I turned to face my two best friends, not one person had moved from their position. “I’m sure you had your reasons.” Killian states. “I did. I did it for Seffy.” I look at them both, meeting each of their eyes. I wasn’t using Seffy as an excuse but maybe they would understand. “She was meant to marry a ranked officer of the Embers pack, where that beta was from. That’s why I recognized him. My parents were cowards, selling their daughter. My father signed an agreement to marry my sister off, except it came with a clause. In order for our pack to be in alliance with the council, Seffy was to be fornicated under a law the council passed years before and still stands. In that clause no

For a brief moment, I wished I could go back to before it all started. *Ivy* I heard Camila's voice echoing faintly down the hall. She and Max were in the lounge, probably discussing Ana… or more like, the mess I created. Well, should I feel bad? Probably. Not really. Not fully. I killed her. That’s the truth. I ended her life with my own hands, and now people were mourning her, not knowing the devil was still walking free. “Gosh, that’s so awful,” Camila said, her voice tinged with shock. “Who could do such a thing?”

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