Homelander Kill Count Novels & Stories

"He was a fool if he thought he could simply send a man to kill me. Killian will deal with him now." He recalled finding Killian in London. When he had found him, the world's deadliest hitman, enjoying his 450th kill, he had stopped to watch as the man killed his victim mercilessly. Xavier had to admit, even he would grimace, witnessing the gruesome death. With Killian on his side, he could dominate the entire mafia world.

He flipped to the next page. “You should understand who’s coming.” A brief pause. Dante glanced at him. “Fifty confirmed assassinations.” “Not attempts. Not ‘close calls.’ Confirmed.” Silence. Lisandro gulped down a breath. Dante turned back, his gaze falling to the file. “Five cartel bosses. Men who moved with armies. Two mafia dons. Untouchable—until they weren’t. Three politicians. Protected, guarded, buried under layers of power.” Dante took a deep breath, letting his words sink into Lisandro’s mind.

"Someone's targeting our witnesses." "But who? The Council's destroyed. Elena and the Elders are dead." Tavish looks suspicious. "Unless you didn't destroy them as thoroughly as claimed." "We destroyed the Supreme Council completely," Jamie insists. "Five Elders executed. Operatives imprisoned. Facilities dismantled." "Then who's killing our people?" A vampire lord demands. No one has answers. The deaths continue. One every three days. Always witnesses. Always essence extraction. Always undetectable. "We've lost eight people in three weeks," Jai tallies. "All testified publicly against the Council."

Landon suddenly suggested and scoffed as the eyes of the other four darted towards him. "Yeah, that sounds better and less intense. But it's the coward's way out. We're not taking that road," Hunter immediately refused. "You're only saying that because you're not the one who she has tried to kill twice! They say the third time's the charm, and I don't want that to be my case," Landon hurriedly defended himself.

Most of his killings had a reason and it was usually connected to his past. He wished Liam would understand that when you live that long, you are bound to make lots of enemies and have people who offend you, but that shouldn't mean you should go around killing them and wiping out their entire families because of that. The Ackerman’s had children, babies and young people but Liam said to kill them all. Larry hated killing children and babies and he couldn't bring himself to do it, no matter how many times he tried. Xander on the other hand, had zero conscience, so he does it without hesitation.

Anger begins to fill my body, knowing that he has something to do with all that has happened, but why. He looks at the rouge, "did you accomplish what needed to be done, did you kill that she wolf and her mate that betrayed me." "Of course there is no way of them surviving, but your son came after us and a she wolf I'm not sure her name they killed Tony. There was one other wolf that was there, I forget his name, but I know that he was supposed to be dead." "So did everything go as planned? Did Landon follow you out here, did you lead him away from his pack?"

Dylan clapped his hands in delight. “The marshal personally counted the enemies you killed. You used your spear to pierce their throats—just counting those, there were over three hundred! That doesn’t even include those you didn’t stab in the throat. You’re amazing! Is this really your first battle? All the generals say you’re just like your father, General Sinclair!” “Did I really kill that many? I didn’t keep track, but I’m so exhausted,” Carissa said, struggling to stay on her feet. She was unsure if it was cold or fatigue making her legs tremble.

A flicker of amusement crossed his eyes. "As for you, Homer." Yaphet's voice went ice cold. "You're a nuisance, but Mr. Strickland didn't order me to kill you. And honestly, I couldn't care less whether you're dead or alive. Mr. Strickland's orders are simple." He raised his hand and pointed at Aria and Landon, then said, "Just kill them. Once Aria and Landon are dead and I've got the relic from the Southbore Sanctum, who's going to remember any of this?"

Alessandro was not moving anymore, and Karan got off him. He then took the gun and shot him three times. “He is dead, you can stop already.” Said Tony blowing cigarette smoke out of his mouth and nose. “I want to make sure.” Karan said. Tony shook his head then threw the cigarette he was smoking away and walked towards the chopper.

The Red Moon Pack warriors, driven by a shared determination to protect their Alpha and Luna, struck in unison, each blow aimed at subduing the formidable vampire elder. With a final, coordinated effort, Xander, Ethan, Limuel, and Jack closed in on Dylan, overwhelming him with a combination of precise strikes and strategic maneuvers. The once formidable vampire elder, who had posed a grave threat to Chastity and the entire pack, found himself unable to withstand the relentless assault from the united front of the Red Moon warriors.