How Does The Rake Kill You Novels & Stories

"Ride-or-die hackers and killers—what a life, Whitaker." Dusk bled crimson as the chopper deposited us at the penthouse apex, tension humming electric unsaid. Darius avenged—Rourke's neck snapped clean off-screen, Kenji's hands porcelain executioners. Gratitude warred with revulsion, attraction, venom-laced. I stripped to a sports bra and leggings, athletic frame craving rhythm to purge, sneakers pounding elevator to street shadows.

However, such a struggle would only hasten his death. Fennel raised his head indifferently and kicked out! Bang! Rick flew out like a cannonball through the air and crashed heavily into the bar counter behind him. Crash! He fell to the ground, and blood gushed from his mouth. He felt as if his bones were broken. All the internal organs inside Rick’s body had been destroyed by this kick! His death was already determined. Thud! The sound of cold footsteps.

“What can you do alpha, are you going to hit me” Elena challenged him and Zane went closer to her. “ I can do more than hit you but first I need to get rid of this dress,” Zane said with a sinister smirk and within seconds he riped Elena's dress in two halves Elena was taken by this move that for a second she didn’t know how to behave or want to do. Reality sank into her when she realized that she was naked only in her bra and panty

he said and I slowly opened my eyes and saw that he was holding onto a rake he took from beside me. What? Is this the torture device he wants to use to torture me? But why is he handing it over to me? Hot sweat started forming on my forehead. “W..Why?" I stuttered. “Take it," he repeated impatiently and I slowly took it from his hands, wondering what evil plans he intends to use this for. And seriously I could think of a few already. The rake has many pointy ends. He could drive them into my stomach or he could use it to scrape my face. He could even do far more evil than I can imagine.

Rook POV Kade barely acknowledges it, he simply picks up another spike. The fifth one goes in just as smoothly, and by the time he presses the final spike under the last fingernail, the guy is barely even screaming anymore. His throat is shredded, his sobs ragged, his body completely limp except for the occasional twitch of his fingers.

Kill or be killed. Covering the rabbit’s face with my hand, I aim for the neck, closed my eyes, and in one quick motion, sliced. Something wet hits my face almost immediately, the smell of iron clouding my senses. Once I opened my eyes, black dots fill my vision, and I almost collapse to the ground. This is my first kill. Something that couldn’t even fight back.

} {"Do you know it, Alpha Shaka?" {"Yes, child."} He smiles bitterly. {"It's the most effective way to decompose a werewolf quickly. Our saliva naturally kills the regenerative ability of our own kind as the body slowly dies. This only works on a dead body, so always make sure your target is dead, Okay?"}

If only I had been more careful. --- "Wha-what the hell?! What is that on your hand? Did you? Did you kill her?!" says a man in fear. He holds on to a rake as if his life depends on it. He is so ready to stab me with it if I make a wrong move. I look at my dangerous hands soaking in blood and some moss I got from clawing a tree. The tips of my sharp nails make a rustling sound when I try to remove the dirt. I realize how monstrous I must look like in his eyes.

CHAPTER 1 Cassie If you told me 2 months ago, that the man that murdered my parents in cold blood would buy me as his sex slave, I wouldn’t have believed you. And if you had told me that the same man would be my mate, I would have punched you. But here we are…. Maybe this was a sign from the godess that I was meant to kill him and avenge the death of my parents. Yes. No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake.

she asked. Rave grinned. “Hotter.” His expression turned serious. “And much more dangerous. It's how we slay vampires.” A puzzled frown creased Leesa's brow. “You kill them by kissing them?” “In a way, yes.” Rave brought her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly. More heat surged through her, hotter this time. “Our fire draws the life breath from them—burns them from the inside out.”