Hero Killer Chapter 20 Novels & Stories

Even if the fugitive deserved to die, the elder Liam’s lack of emotion was chilling. "What about the others?" she asked, looking at the unconscious thugs. The "Ghost" is dead, but the blood hasn't finished flowing. Chloe is staring at a man who just committed a cold-blooded execution, and the sound of helicopters is beginning to drown out the silence of the reservoir. Xavier Grayson’s tactical teams are descending. When the two most dangerous men in Haicheng meet over the body of a fugitive, will Chloe be the prize... or the casualty? Follow-up Question: Should the next chapter focus on the icy confrontation between Xavier Grayson and Liam Martin Sr. as the Grayson drones land, or Chloe’s at

He had not come for me. He had come for Derek. And I sitting in my chair, my wrist in my lap, the last of my fear used up thirty-seven minutes ago I understood, with a clarity that felt almost like joy, that I was not the one the Verdict Killer had broken the door for. I was the one he had found on the other side of it.

The most hardened criminals became putty in his hands. After all, the subconscious cannot lie. Countless reporters waited outside, their cameras rolling, ready to broadcast the historic moment. [The truth is finally coming out! Can't wait!] [How does a coma patient kill someone? Is she actually psychic?] [Could she be a metahuman? Like, with some kind of unknown superpower?] [Everyone, stop guessing. She's about to confess everything herself!] Dr. Sterling expertly steered our conversation into a deep, probing exchange.

Other's around back away, some gasping, while others look on curiously, trying to see what just occurred. “Shh." He holds his hand out to me. “Shall we?” I stare down at his hand, the overwhelming feeling of shock and horror gathering in my stomach, making me feel like turning around to throw up behind the man's stand. Instead, I drag my gaze to the man still bleeding from his ears, laying face down. “You killed him…” I whisper. I've made a mistake. A terrible, horrific mistake. When I look up, Keo's expression is serious, a bitterness in his cold, dark eyes.

“You can’t kill me now. The Chancellor will see it as betrayal. Brandon will freaking kill you for real this time.” “If I’m insane, then what do you call yourself as someone who killed Elliot, burned my Grandmother’s castle down, and manipulated Zarion’s feelings back when he and I hadn't yet met?” Silence. Hestia didn’t give an ounce of answer. That’s all I need to hear. I released a sharper battle cry this time, ready to see her brain scatter in the snowy ground. But the stone only managed to hit her shoulder as a firm grip around my wrist sent me gaping.

I was killing her. I don’t know why I didn’t let go when she was wiggling; I didn’t know I was adding another number to my list. I didn’t mean to kill her. When I finally let go of her, she motionlessly fell on the floor. I was alarmed because I still expected her to fight but she was not moving. I didn’t know I had just killed her. I checked her pulse and there was none. My whole body froze, my head spun, and I lost consciousness.

Cleaning blood off his face he turned to the body only to see it turning into dust and blown away by the wind, his mind hasn’t yet registered that he just killed someone and when he finally did he felt nothing. ‘I feel like I should be feeling guilty for what I just did even if it was in self defence but I’m not, don’t I have a conscience?’ he was worried about his indifference towards what he just did but he shelved it away to focus on the beauty before him, he made to stand up gently and the girl stepped back alarmed while raising the bloody dagger in warning. “No sudden movements!” she threatened him with narrowed eyes which made him raise his hands in surrender but before he could speak

The sound of the knife slicing through his skin was drowned by the deafening shot that followed, the bullet that tore through his skull. "See you in hell bitch." I whispered in his ear before letting his numb body fall to the ground still tied to the chair. The room fell silent, the only sound were the echos of my heartbeat and the distant crackle of fire. I headed for the second motherfucker, Davis. "I'm sure you heard what I asked our little friend here, so now it's your turn to answer." Without thinking twice, he was open to obey my terms and talk. "He wanted to find out how the drug business is handled and how to take control of the harbour right under your nose"

A moment later, the glass shattered, releasing a localized shockwave of emotional static that sent the technicians screaming to their knees, clutching their helmets. "One down," Kael wheezed, his skin turning a pale gray. "Seven to go." The guerrilla war brought a nightmare of sensory input. Every time they destroyed a cage, a rush of the pack's memories overwhelmed them. Kael saw flashes of Roric's childhood; Elara felt the shared fear of the elders. It was like drowning in psychic water. "Subject 0-Alpha is interfering with the harvest," a cold, synthetic voice boomed from the overhead carrier. It was Liora, her consciousness tied to the ship's mainframe. "Deploy the Resonance Harpoons."

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) Chapter Thirty Two (32) The screams keeps on going on for some seconds as Jasper stopped screaming when he saw the beautiful naked lady in front of him in the water, his mouth watered as he gulps down and one could see his adams apple moved up and down, he didn't even bother say any word, he was just still in the water...