Happiness Killer Novels & Stories

“What?” She nodded. “Zahir murdered Mayu, he commissioned the rogues to kill her, and the rogue who molested her is still alive. That is why Hikari’s hatred and wrath on rogues is ignited again. He found Zahir’s village and massacred all the converts. He knew I needed Venus, so he brought her to me, but… eventually Hikari will destroy everything and everyone who is important to Zahir.” I didn’t know how to react. I held my head, biting my upper lip. “Oh my God.” I let out a breath, covering my mouth with my palm.

I’ll make those people disappear from the world so you can be happy, alright? —What makes you think you’ll succeed? —I’m not a scorned woman, darling, I’m a professional killer. So, trust me. When I’m about to finish them, I’ll make a video call so you can see Bastien cry tears of blood when I kill his little wife. —The woman hugged her brother, letting out a muffled sob. —There, there… I won’t leave you alone, even if you are crazy. Now, I want to meet my nephew; ever since our parents died, we’re the only family we’ve got, Ely.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

“His begging. Everything gave me ecstatic feeling. And the night Hunter finally killed him brutally. That day was the best day of my life. On his death anniversary I every year arranged a party to celebrate it. That much how it gives me pleasure of his death.” I was beyond shook. I know all the things happened to him was cruel and the things he was telling me wasn’t disturbing me but the happiness and the satisfaction his eyes were reflecting was scaring me. How can he be so happy remembering someone’s blood. “You know princess.“ He stared deeply in my eyes before a small smirk appeared on his lips. “I still have a recording of him dying painfully and giving me unexplainable pleasure.” She w

Thomas barked, his tone sharp and accusatory. I met his glare with cold detachment, too drained to argue. I simply replied, "The kidnappers did it." Thomas immediately exploded. "You mean the actors you hired? How could they hurt Dad?! Seriously, do you think the Bells are some kind of joke? Mom and Dad must've been out of their minds to take you back!"

This time it was rival I had inflicted pain on. He was some arrogant prick from the Moretti line but now he was gone. I had personally watched the life flicker out of his eyes, a hollow victory that left nothing but a bitter aftertaste. It was always the same. The adrenaline of the kill would spike, and then the drop would follow, leaving me in this gray, depressing head space where my heart felt like an empty cavern. I was thirty-eight years old, the head of my very own empire, and I felt like a ghost haunting my own life.

"The killer is back." I kept my face still. "What killer? Who? What happened?" She looked at me like I was the only person in the world who could save her. "Felix. Felix is dead." I let my face fall. Confusion. Shock. The face of someone hearing terrible news for the first time. "Which Felix?" I asked, even though I already knew. She shook her head, crying harder. "Felix Rivers. The pack's financial advisor. He's dead. He was found, torn to pieces at a run down hotel"

News of the explosion traveled fast. By morning, it was everywhere. The news channels called it a "terrorist attack." The Inquisition called it a "gas leak." But the underworld knew the truth. Someone had hit Kaelen. Hard. And they had walked away. In the Haven, the mood was electric. The wolves weren't scared anymore. They were excited. For years, they had hidden behind their walls. Now, they had struck back. And they knew who was responsible.

"Before you took me back, I grew up in this instance. The three bosses here are my family. So tell me—what's wrong with calling this my turf? And if someone orders me around in my own turf, shouldn't they get slapped?" Laughter immediately erupted around us. One veteran player even wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. "Little Missy, did your dad hit you so hard you went stupid? You actually dare say the three bosses of Happy Home are your family?" Not a single person believed me. After all, the survival rate of this instance was terrifyingly low. The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tr

And then it hit me all at once, not like a thought I formed, but like something I simply knew. My brows pulled together slightly. That didn’t make sense. I hadn’t heard his thoughts, not this time, but the certainty sat deep in my chest anyway. “You’re not okay,” I said before I could stop myself. He blinked at me, clearly caught off guard. “Excuse me?” he said, now standing up to his feet, still hiding the pack of condoms from me like I hadn’t already seen them. I stepped a little closer, lowering my voice. “It’s not health related. It’s money. You’re about to lose something important because you trusted the wrong person.”