Novel & Cerita I Love A Woman That Can Kill Me

I want to takerevenge from thins woman, make her pay for everything, ruin her and yet I feel like this woman is going to be my undoing. This woman is going to be the death of me. I need to do something to myself , I need to keep holding myself back before I become weak and fall in love with her again. She is making me do inverse of what I have planned for her. No, I can't let myself become weak or I will be in her mercy when she should be in mine after what she has done with me in the past.

They didn’t even flinch. I raised my gun, aimed it at her skull and asked one word—why? She looked me in the eye and laughed. Laughed. "You’re a monster, Kill. No woman could ever love a fucked-up man like you. You think I loved you? I used you—for your money, your power. I was going to leave you… with him." I shot her mid-sentence. Right in the heart. The heart I once worshipped. Maybe she was right. Maybe I don’t deserve love.

This had to be a bad dream or something. I grabbed a bottle of water from fridge and gulped it down. Fuck! I needed something stronger. Water would not do. I moved to my mini bar and plucked a whiskey bottle from the cabinet and gulped it down straight from the bottle. Never in my life did I think I’d have to kill the woman I love. Wait, there was still a chance this was all a misunderstanding but even I knew that was impossible. She knew exactly who I was without me having to say anything.

The moon goddess only gave us the power and will to reject our mates but not the power to kill them. Yes, I wanted her dead, but it couldn’t be by my hand. Someone else must do it. “If I do it them Zion and I will never be Insync. He loves that thing and If I kill it then he will never forgive me, and he and I will only coexist in his head nothing more.”

"What flaw?" "It only works against enemies," I said, lying back against the pillows as another wave of pain hit. "Against those I see as threats. But someone I care about? Someone I... love?" The word felt foreign on my tongue. "Their attacks bypass my defenses. Every wound they inflict goes deeper, lasts longer." Marcus stared at me in shock. "You're saying she can actually kill you because you love her?" "Ironic, isn't it?" I managed a pained smile. "The one person I want most in this world is the only one who can destroy me. And she wants nothing more than my death."

My lungs burned as I inhaled water and coughed uncontrollably, for a second I thought she really meant to kill me. Women are especially bloodthirsty when it comes to their family. She killed before for Gabe maybe she’d kill me for Erica because in her mind I’m the villain. Well, I won’t deny it but I’m the villain who loves her sister to the point of dying for her and killing everyone who even thought to hurt her and then I’ll come back to kill more if she’s still in danger. So she can kill me all she wants but she still won't get rid of me and I want to believe that my little devil will never forgive her if I died. .

If I went deeper, she would die from pain. Katherine was the only woman who could take that kind of sex and this was why she had been with me for years. Although I was tempted to release the sex demon on Chloe, I didn't want her to die now. I would love to kill her slowly with pain. To torture her and tear her pride.

“Nothing like a woman scorned.” “I will fucking kill her.”

For them, bliss was equivalent to no b*tchy-asses trying to put you six feet under the ground. Zion took a bite out of the brownies and pressed a button on the laptop and on the projector screen several blurry pictures of a woman figure, which were probably taken from a distance appeared, "...that's the places she last appeared. Killed thirteen burly guys without even sweating. Quite secretive and purely professional. A sexy assassin with surprises" "Not-so-Gentlemen, I present to you, black swan!" Then he pressed another button and played a blurry clip of a woman, killing men with knife and blades. In less than fourteen seconds she killed thirteen men without even her breath getting uneven.

Her voice broke, and I leaped out of the chair and pulled her in a tight hug. “Nope. Not even close. Love makes us do stupid things. You know that I have been prisoned, left in a burning sauna, got kidnapped, slapped, hit, and held at gunpoint millions of times, but if I were to choose any other man entirely apart from the ones I have, I would rather choose a diabolical death. I am talking about being chained upside down and underwater kind of death. We love toxic, we are a magnet of toxic.” I said rubbing her back, she nuzzled in the crook of my arm. She snorted a burst of ugly laughter and then pulled me to her lap. She was always the taller one, so I just sat.