God Killer Book Novels & Stories

It has three blue-grey gems – a big one at the center and small ones beside it. “I’ve asked permission for your parents and they agreed. Emily, I am willing to live the rest of my life with you and I will marry you once again after you graduate college.” He started. Words were caught up once again in her throat. Her heart beat excruciatingly hard against her chest, “What about Hell?” “Hell has its own king.” “Who?” “Alfred.” “Alfred, the mortal butler?” Her eyes widened, “That couldn’t be! He’s gone!”

As an evil smirk curled up on the side of his face, Daniel closed his eyes and rained down hell on the attackers. Running away from the crazed warlock, the goblins started to burst into flames as Nicholas and his children stood watching in awe and horror. The ones that weren't instantly incinerated had the air sucked from their lungs and suffocated as they waited on the fire to consume them. The foul, sweet smell of death wafted through the air as the flames consumed every dirty, stinking creature it met.

"I can hear your heartbeat." I looked at him. Slightly confused. "My what now?" "Your heartbeat. You are lying. You know where Gabriella is. I need you to tell me now." "Fine! You really want to know where Gabriella is? She's in the cemetery! Gabriella is dead and she walks out at night as a zombie! You know where the killer smile comes from? It's because she doesn't have lips anymore so her teeth are exposed in a killer smile!" I said it as calmly as possible. I thought for sure that it would enrage him. That he would demand of me to stop fooling around and just tell him. But right now he was gapping. Shock was written all over his face like he couldn't believe what he just heard.

I feel that I should not approach him when he's like that. The man died and we didn't even know who he was. All we know is that he is a sorcerer. He was destroyed and turned into pieces literally. I shuddered when it happened and how Elijah brutally killed the man. I know there are only a few sorcerers in Wysteria and they don't participate in anything that causes treason. But this is an exception because something happened already.

"I need the anatomy book you've got—full-on body display and the one murderers look for.." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'How To Kill Like A Serial Killer,' and it's everything you're searching for, ma’am." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other anatomy book I’m obsessed with to keep me up all night and ignore Axel. These books will surely keep me from trying to kill Axel.

“It would have been nice to wash before I had to put this on. I stink of blood and sweat.” “That’s a whole lotta drama for so early in the day,” Olga said as she picked up the soiled shirt that Kendra had just shed. “I have another clean shirt for you to put on once you’ve cleaned up. You still have to skin this thing. From the sound of it, there’s been a good deal of time since the kill. It won’t do to leave it for later. Fresh meat of this nature is a pearl to be cherished.”

Helick pointed out. “It’s a matter of principle. Those men are already paying for their crimes. And there are innocent bystanders there. His men blew up Penny’s workplace and killed hundreds. He sent a shadow being to kill Lochlan so he could have Penny. He killed Zack. His death trap killed an innocent girl here in the Mountain. When does it end? Only his death can end this.” “There is a small matter of him being invincible,” Zigor said. “He’s not invincible without the Book of Shadows,” this from Garrick.

he asked. I shook my head. "No, he didn't. I haven't even seen him in a while." I swallowed. "I found.. a book, a book in Sebastian's library. It contained.. profiles. Photographs of people who had already died. Dead. With notes in there, and all killed." He looked at me like he was really listening to me. "On the very last page, there's Killian's profile," I swallowed. "He was targeted." "You're worried about Killian?"

His look is completed by black hair and an upside-down cross hung in his left ear. He guffawed as he swung his bat and walked on the shards of glass. He opens the zipper of his leather jacket, ignoring the yelps of the staff of the hotel. He pulls out a thick black book, with skull carvings on its cover. This is the Death Book, the list of humans who are destined to die. But he is not here to act as a grim reaper; he is here to act like a murderer. He flips the pages and hides them back in his jacket. A purple orb flew above him, leaving a trail of purple glitters. The orb sliced itself into two, making a Pacman with a purple color.

The simple black-skinned book was a scholar's chronicle of his search for lost knowledge at the time of the coming of the Dark Gods, and while it was an interesting read, it didn't really teach Viktor anything very useful. The book titled only Anatomy, on the other hand, fascinated him and he had to acknowledge that the concepts and detailed information it contained were easy for him to assimilate and integrate into his own knowledge. In fact, he seemed to have a strange affinity for the ideas presented in the book. He attributed this to the long relationship he had had with death by growing up as the son of a priest of the death god.