Homelander Kill Count Novels & Stories

"Nate, I'm so tired. Tired of war. Tired of attacks. Tired of watching people die because we love each other. I just—I just want peace. Want normal. Want to be mates without constant violence." "I know. Me too." I held her. "Rose, I know. And we'll—we'll get there. Eventually. After the casualties are counted. After security is restored. After—after we process that Grandfather's final act was massacre. We'll get to normal. Somehow." "The casualty count is seventy-three confirmed dead," Uncle Cas said quietly. "Dozens more injured. Madeline Corso is in critical condition—they're not sure she'll survive. Christopher Dane dead. Three other Council members dead. The rest—the rest are integration

“They have the same tattoo.” “Shit.” Rhayden took the iPad out of my hands and looked down at it, his hand pushing through his hair. “Johan is one of Johnathan’s blood.” My stomach plummeted to my feet. “Which means this isn’t over.” “Are you okay?” Rhayden touched my cheek, his fingers icy against my flesh. “Mars.” I blinked, looking up at him. “Huh?” “You just found out the Mated killings, Vince, Norman and Kendrick all link back to Johnathan—who also links to Johan, the Vampire who killed your sister—are you okay?”

Chantelle replied flatly, "Let's just hope he's still breathing by the time I get there." … The joint kill orders from the two powerful families had triggered a flood of assassins. Andrew did not bother counting how many had come—he was too busy wiping them out. Anyone who dared to show up was immediately met with lethal force. By the time he had eliminated the seventh wave, the body count had climbed to over 100. Even Reuben, who was no stranger to bloodshed, found himself chilled to the bone watching Andrew in action. He thought Andrew was so ruthless that even the Grim Reaper would probably have to tattoo his name to intimidate others.

“She thought I would be a good asset to her little club.” “Humans, I assume, if it was before you were turned?” “Yes.” “How many?” “I stopped counting.” I shrug my shoulders. The number of bastards I had killed didn’t mean a thing compared to those who I saved. "Fifty?" "No." "A hundred?" "That's when I stopped counting." “What do you mean by those that deserved it?” “Those that hurt children and young women. If I had known what Cassandra and Trey were doing to you. I would have ripped them apart.”

Tammy husband couldn't move or take his gaze from Landon, " Laurie killed herself" Landon eyes slowly moved from the three deceased standing few meters away from him, " what?" He asked, not believing what he heard, he had thought that Alex killed her, maybe they had a fight before he came, maybe she had changed her mind and tell Alex she could no longer go on with the weeding, that she was still in love with her Ex. Landon though Alex has killed her out of anger, he had slit her throat To make it look like suicide. He shook his head sadly, he had killed an innocent man. Alex was the innocent of all. He had ended his promising life.

She asked. “143.” Aaron said, his eyes shadowed. “Zidane also killed 93 of his own pack before he left, about 40 might not make it and another few hundred are on the mend.” Elijah added. “And those who sided him - 70 are in the cells, about 380 are dead but we’re not a hundred percent sure on that number. Those are the ones that the lead warrior here said are accountable for. Alejandro went wild, one of our wolves said the way he killed those women was as if he was enjoying every minute of it and in that mess, there was definitely near 130 bodies.” Aaron said, making Scarlett shiver remembering that sight.

His arm blocked Carter's hand and jerked it away. No sound from the audience was made and they just looked at us as if they have no intention to go in between. It was like they have no right to go in between the two lords. "Don't you dare hold my wife, Rellis." "You just lured her, you devil." "And what do you call yourself? Angel? If you must know, Eve, this ex-boyfriend of yours killed over a hundred of innocent humans," Landon said and gave me a quick glance.

How can that be? "Besides, she is the best serial killer and assassin. Do you know how many kills she did in her entire life?" Pierce asked me. "How many?" I asked. "56 politicians. 134 drug lords. 12 mafias. 76 criminals. And...1 mafia boss which is your father." Oh my god, Savienna is hella scary! I should not have allowed him to live in the mansion. But I can't take that back because I said it, because. I feel sorry for him because of what he went through, and I don't want to be greedy I also want him to experience a comfortable life.

He was way weaker than I thought and Ross came back with all he could find and apparently I killed his younger brother in a fighting spree. It wasn’t anything big enough to threaten my Hazel. It was defiling to hear that he made me gamble with my heart all because I killed an outlander?! I could kill him right now and no one would come for him. They were more outlanders as they weren’t recognized as rogues or anything and weren’t subject or submitted to any alpha. I had no interest in finding out what led to the killing spree and let it die. I was way too pissed to even look him in the face without kissing my fist in his face.

His face used to be covered with a mask and a hoodie. “Alpha Calvin, your ex-beta, Jarlen Collin, killed the son of Alpha Liam Thompson.” He said; on which Calvin was about to say something when Brandon Haysbert, his father, held his hand, silently asking him to control his temper. “Not just that, he also tried to attack me.” Saying this, Alpha Kane showed him another CCTV footage where Jarlen tried to attack him but was ambushed by Alpha Kane’s warrior, killing him right then and there. “This way or other. He had to die because Alpha Liam Thompson wouldn’t have left him alive after he killed his son, Luca Thompson.” Alpha Kane kept continuing, “I really hope that you will understand the rea