First Kill Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Every time I asked, she would tell me the money was in a fixed-term deposit, that we were working toward "financial freedom" And I had believed her. Behind the gleaming title of a million-dollar annual salary, I lived like a beggar hiding in the shadows. I gave her all my trust and money, yet in the end, she let me die in agony on a hospital bed. The chicken soup she had brewed countless times now carried the scent of deceit. As I gazed into the feigned worry and tenderness in Myra's eyes, I suddenly let out a low laugh. The sound was so cold it felt foreign even to me.

Just like every other time, I felt like I didn’t understand the relation of those words to anything but then now, strangely, it made sense to an extent. I looked back to the figure whom my mother had just called the once true King and I settled in my thoughts with my gaze on him. So he was the King who had died in the prophecy— the King who had been killed, but not by his enemy. If he wasn’t killed by his enemy, then which ally killed him? And why was he killed? I recalled Anne telling me that the Dark One is the first Ferals so how was he made a Feral? I turned my gaze to look at Landon and Anita now— how is he their real father?

I said. “Then tell me.” That stopped me. Nobody asked me for the truth. Not my men. Not my mistresses. Not the politicians whose pockets I filled. I crossed the room and crouched in front of her. We were eye level now. She clutched the sheet tighter but didn’t move back. “My first kill was at seventeen,” I said quietly. “He was a police informant who’d beaten my brother half to death. My uncle handed me the gun. Said it was either him or me. That was the last night I was a kid.”

"I'm so sorry... I tried to get here sooner." I stared at him, ineptly trying to reboot my brain. "Is… is he dead?" I asked, half-denying the reality. Hunter nodded. "I'm not sure how, but you killed him." I swallowed the thick knot that formed in my throat. My head was spinning. My body trembled. My skin burned. "I killed…" My world turned black. *** When my awareness slowly resurfaced, I heard low-speaking voices. My body was relaxed in the softness of familiar sheets, and I debated whether or not I should open my eyes.

Jeremy clenched his jaws, “Now you know how I felt.” Kai let out an inhume grunt, “BUT WE DIDN’T KILL YOUR WIFE, YOU BASTARD! She didn’t kill Blaire!!” Kai’s whole body shook as he pointed his finger at Piper. His face has turn red and his eyes bulged out as glared at his brother, “YOUR FATHER KILLED HER AND HE IS DEAD! HE DIED, DARIO! THE END STORY!!” Kai screamed.

I crawled toward the window and looked out at the moon, and I prayed that Fantine was as good an assassin as Father thought she was, because if she didn't finish the job tonight, Selene was going to make sure none of us lived to see the morning. The wind picked up and rattled the glass and I could hear the sound of a car engine starting in the driveway, and I knew that my sister was headed for the university with a heart full of malice and a secret that could destroy everything we had worked for. I reached for my backup tablet hidden in the ceiling tiles and waited for the screen to flicker to life, and I saw a single notification from an unknown sender that made my blood run cold because it

He stood there as if he was waiting for me as I pointed the gun towards me. "We were supposed to get married tomorrow Reina but Marco just had to spoil the fun. Hopefully I can just kill him right now and get it over with." Rarf said looking at me with eyes I couldn't read. They were dark and hidden from my sight and the sight of the world. "You can not go anywhere Rarf, I have to kill you for everything. If you were such a monster frommthe beginning, we would have been friends but you were waiting for the right time to rape me." I said my voice slightly breaking.

Keira chanted to herself, moments before her cool trigger finger squeezed, releasing the bullet of her first kill from her gun. The Eye of Imperium looked different today, tainted by bodies and blood. How many times had Keira walked through those doors with her head held high? Now as her brothers and sisters in arms fought for different ideals, pumped lead into each other and pierced skin like they were strangers, every bit of her questioned how she was still standing. As she watched the life leave the king of murder's eyes, an almost angelic smile graced his face when he realized who had been his undoing.

"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.

she says. “I won’t.” I kiss her forehead, and she closes her eyes. “What happened? Did we manage to get Alaric?” I asked, and she pulled away. “Dead. I killed him,” she says casually as she strokes my cheeks like it’s a casual thing she just said. “And the other Alphas? I have — did you—” I stutter. ‘She killed them,’ Darci links to me, and I look up at my tiny, beautiful mate. She must have been so scared when she thought I had died.