His Choice To Love, His Kin To Kill Novels & Stories

“He was a boy when I met him. Reckless. Brave. Stupid. Reminded me of myself.” “And then?” “Then I made choices. And he made different ones.” I stepped further into the room. “What kind of choices get people killed?” He didn’t flinch. “The kind that feel right at the time. The kind you think are for the greater good.” “And were they?” “No,” he said simply. “But by the time I realized that, it was already done.” I swallowed hard. “My mother loved you.” His jaw clenched. Just barely. “I loved her too.”

My chest tightened, and I already knew that his words would hurt me, yet I asked, "You were planning to make me fall in love with you and then kill me, right?" He inhaled raggedly. "Yes, that was the plan. You were supposed to be the strength I needed to defeat Morfran and avenge my family." My heart might have stopped for a moment. "When… did it change?" I murmured. His eyes locked on mine. "The moment I saw you." He brushed a strand of my hair off my face. "I then knew that you will be the death of me." Tears started gathering in my eyes. "Then why?" I stretched my hand and brushed his cheek. "Why are you pushing me away?"

I could still strongly sense her warm presence. No matter what she did, I loved her. I simply couldn't bring myself to ever truly hate her. Even though I was incredibly angry at the exact moment I held the loaded gun at her, I couldn't bring myself to press the trigger. The immense pain reflecting in her dark eyes was worth thousands of deadly bullets to me. I wasn't in my right state of mind back there. Pure anger and a deep thirst for revenge had completely overtaken my rational senses. But I didn't kill her. I just stood there, entirely torn between my love for her and getting revenge for my murdered family. I had to painfully choose between my family and my true love. And I chose the fir

“She deserves to die. For what she’s done to us, to you, to everything we’ve built. I won’t stand by while you let her destroy us!” His eyes darkened, and in two strides, he was upon me. He grabbed at the gun, his hands wrapping around mine, forcing it down. “Stop this madness, mother!” he barked, his face inches from mine. “I love her!” I froze and so did he. We held each other's gaze, breaths heaving deeply. “You will choose her over your family… your mother?” The answer was already clear as day in his eyes, even before he spoke. “Without question. She's the first and only thing I have ever truly wanted for myself.”

I whispered through gritted teeth, “I won’t betray him even though I still hate him and haven’t forgiven him for what he did to my people..” “You are a fool,” he hissed. “You pity him when you shouldn’t! Fuck the mate bond! Every scream you hear in the mines, every drop of blood, was his command. He made you love a monster like him!” My voice cracked. “If he’s a monster, what does that make you?” He studied me for a long moment, then sighed, almost sadly. “You chose him, then you chose death.” He rose, his claws sliding from his fingertips. “Killing you is the only way to make him feel what I felt. He took my throne so you take his heart by dying.”

"- Everything dies. And if you love something that is going to die, this thing will take a part of you with it, a part of you will die in that moment. (...) You will wish you were dead when you lost your love. Yes, love is death." "- Do you like to kill? - I said without blinking, wanting his most sincere answer. - No, but sometimes it's ideal... - You don't love to kill, but you kill because you love. - Who told you that? - He said furrowing his eyebrows. - I don't know but I feel the weight of words. - You're contradicting yourself. If you don't love, why kill then? Or are your threats to my men wander?" I do not love.

"He still loves me. That is really the reason why he built a sindicate. I wonder if... All love can do all such terrible things just as the love that Daniel has with me for him to be evil." "If I were him, and someone like you could not like me back, I think I would also do the thing he did." My chest pounded. What was the meaning of the words he uttered? "I would surely crave for your love. I would do anything to have you, even if the love I am feeling will destroy the whole me." "Can you kill for love?" "Killing is a sin, baby, and it will forever be one. But you are an exception, I will kill for you, for us to be together."

I retorted back angrily as I refused to believe his words. End of flashback… Every day since then, I still couldn't understand why she would choose me over her or why he had even felt the need to kill her. I don't know the reason why and now that he is dead still didn't bring me any relief. Maybe I was like him, I also killed with no remorse but never to be loved, maybe that's where he was wrong, I could be loved. Violette loves me. I clutched the chain in my hands tightly, as I continued downing the liquid in my hands, ignoring the burning taste in my tongue and the burning feel in my heart

The time Flame fell into the sand, I stabbed him in the stomach and took his gun. “B-Babe,” he called weakly. “Any last words? Because I’ll make sure I don’t blink my eyes until you’re out of breath. “Why... What prevents you from choosing me? What is the reason behind your inability to love me? All I want is for you to love me too and be with you.” I just pointed his gun at him instead of answering the obvious question. He wants nothing more than to do what he wants, even at the risk of many lives. He killed my parents for not following what he wanted. His damn reason makes me more mad at him.

The entire room was tense, ready to begin a bloodbath while they waited for the king’s order, while she was conflicted with herself. She could not stand this person who was her birth father, who was determined to kill her to gain more power, but the love of her life killing her father? It was just too much to handle for her, and she hated herself for that. “I’m sorry, Danica, but I must kill him,” he broke the silence. “I’d understand if you would hate me for that.”