Homelander Kill Count Novels & Stories

"Five years ago, we discovered he'd been systematically raiding human settlements in those territories." "Which violated the treaty protections for humans within pack boundaries," I guessed. Lukas nodded. "Not just violated. Shattered them. He'd killed thirty-seven humans that we could confirm, turned eleven against their will. When confronted, he attacked rather than submit to judgment." Athena stirred within me, her presence warm with indignation. 'Bad Alpha,' she growled. 'Deserved death.' "And his Luna?" I asked. "This Lysander?" "Present at his execution," Dominic supplied. "She swore vengeance, but disappeared before we could detain her. There were rumours she'd died in the northern wi

My warriors try to pull them off but they keep coming for me. I feel a bite on Calvin’s arm he responds by ripping out the throat of the offender. Calvin kills, but it seems the more he kills the more attack. I get no relief. Calvin-I’m drawing off Mace and we are both getting weak. Me-Kendall, Jacob, Sam. I need back-up. Kendall-we are here Alpha Lord. There are just too many. We can’t see you. Me- I’m killing from the middle. Jacob- Maverick has taken out 15 or more. He is calling in his troops to help.

Solomon would never hold back against a capable opponent who refused to work with him. “What’s wrong? Want me to stay?” Andrius remained unfazed and frivolous when he saw the hitmen. Solomon did not answer his question and announced, “Andrius Moonshade, let me introduce you to my hitmen.” “This is Knife, and he’s good with anything sharp. He has killed 99 people with the dagger he wields. You will be the hundredth. “This is Gunner, a legend in the hitman world. He never misses within a hundred meters.

His hands were shaking. And I understood. The thing he was still hiding. The secret Theo warned him about. The weight I felt pressing down on him every time we were close. His people were dying. And he had been carrying that alone. "How many?" My voice came out steady. Iron. The voice of a girl who was done running and ready to fight. Jax's jaw tightened. "Two confirmed dead. Fifty-one remaining. He's killing one every six hours until he gets what he wants." "What does he want?"

Leo pulls away smoothly—no tires squealing, no drama. In the rearview mirror I see Gideon still sitting at the table, unmoving, espresso untouched. Kai breaks the silence. “He’s good.” “He’s dangerous,” Zara says. “He didn’t blink when I showed the gun. He’s done this before.” Leo’s voice is tight. “He’s already killed seventeen people we would have targeted. He’s not bluffing about the resources.” I unfold the second sheet again. Twenty-three names now. Twenty-three photos. Twenty-three clean kills.

My tone doesn't conceal my fury. "We only ever spoke on phone and he made huge transactions of money through a swiss account," "Idiots," Murmurs my mate. They were indeed, obviously, this strange supporter would want something in return sooner or later. "How many slayers do you have?" Asks Danford. "They were a hundred, fifteen didn't survive the shift and five were killed by the king," My heart clutches and I couldn't contain my wrath, I slap Amos hard across the face that he staggers,

Always planning escape routes. Konstantin pulls up a holographic display. It shows the locations where hybrids have been spotted. Five red dots scattered across a map of North America. "Number Seven was here, in Riverside. Nineteen confirmed kills." He points to other locations. "Number Four was spotted in Vancouver. Seven kills. Number Nine in Denver. Twelve kills. Number Twelve in Atlanta. Twenty-three kills. Number Fifteen in Austin. Five kills." "Sixty-six people dead," I breathe. "In how long?"

In most cases, shutting my link and blocking everyone out was a reflex action on my part. “You should come over here, man.” He spoke with a hint of excitement in his voice that one would actually doubt that he was in the middle of a fight. To Landon, ‘a few’ meant about thirty or more. Asides the fact that Lycans do not take innocent lives, it would be safe to say that he killed for a living. “Right away.” I growled.

He folds his arms across his chest. “And how would that have gone down?” I snap. “Oh and by the way, my wolf is a killing machine.” I mutter sarcastically. I hear a stifled laugh come from Xander. “How many?” Jaxon demands “How many, what?” “How many have you killed, Blue?” He narrows his eyes at me, “The real number, because I don’t buy the fact you have only killed one.” “I haven’t killed anyone. She has killed eight people. Nine including Cece.”

His gaze swept past everyone’s face then he said, “Xander has already been killed by me. His dog tags are with me. If I’m not mistaken, I’m the person with the most dog tags in The Great Hunt. There’s still some time until the end of The Great Hunt, whoever wants it can come and snatch it from me and I shall oblige.” No one responded to him at all! What a joke, a powerful person like Xander was killed by Zayn like this so how could underlings like them match Zayn huh!