Fit To Kill Novels & Stories

“If your target’s allergic to bee stings, that alone can kill them. Like I said, don’t underestimate what nature provides. Sometimes, it’s your best weapon.” A chill ran down my spine. Target? Kill? What on earth were they teaching in this academy?

I asked looking around. "That's what I was telling Amy. My toys are here." He replied casually like it wasn't one of the strangest thing he ever said. Carlos noticed my blank expression that's why he continued. "Well these 'Toys' are used to give someone a brutal death. Thier are so many ways you can kill someone brutally. We have different levels of machines depending on person's deed. Starting from basic to horrendous ways of dying. Like have you heard about peeling of human skin and putting the body on fire, cutting the head, electrocuting someone, inserting pins in the whole body-"

I laughed derisively, anger tinging my tone. “What? It is you who just can't keep up with the activities of the East Pack! You are not fit, Alpha Killian!” Zeus yelled, making me more furious. I couldn't help but walk closer to the table before me. “And what the hell doesn't make me fit? I have fucking fought to keep this pack the way it is, and now you all take the position away from me and claim I'm not fit? How is that even possible? You are just making excuses for your dirty tricks!” I snarled, my anger boiling over.

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

He was silent for a bit, maybe he was contemplating the information I just gave him. “We’ve already uncovered that and we think that’s the reason too however, even if that was the reason, there’s no way we can end this quietly. You’ve seen how he is, right? He won’t just leave quietly once we give him his son’s remains.” Primo calmly explained to me. We both had the same thought. I sighed and covered my eyes with my hand. “So what can we do?” I asked Primo. He sighed. “We just have to kill him.”

Damien appeared instantly, pulling her up while slashing an infected student who tried to grab her. “You okay?” he asked, voice tight. “Keep fighting!” she gasped. Kael was a whirlwind of violence in the center. Every time he killed one of his former packmates, a piece of him died inside. He recognized their scents even in death. The pain fueled his rage, making him stronger and more terrifying.

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. **

They are going to delay us till their backup arrives. "Killed them," I ordered my team. The charge against the four men was made without hesitation. An arrow whooshes past my face and lodges in the forehead of one soldier. Michael slashed another one with his short knife and finally stabbed him in multiple places. Both Manual and Favor had also twisted their opponents' necks and broken their bones. I smiled in satisfaction at the sight of the damage we had done. My team was indeed incredible, faster, and swifter than I could ever have imagined. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to accept them.

"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.

* 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.]