Novel & Cerita I Love A Woman That Can Kill Me

“Are you hungry? Should we have that dinner outside like we planned?” “That sounds perfect.” She smiled. Kissed me. And I held her. This woman I’d killed for. Would kill for again. Would destroy anyone who threatened or insulted or questioned. I will love and protect her no matter what it costs.No matter how much blood I had to spill. She was mine.And I would burn the entire world to keep her. Touch what’s mine and die. Question what’s mine and die. Insult what’s mine and die screaming. That was the new rule.

"Sinclair's going to kill you anyway. It will be knowledge wasted on you." Irritation flashes in her eyes, but she responds rather calmly. "You're delusional," the crazy woman tells me. How ironic. "You're the other woman. Sinclair and I, we have these sort of fights. He'll come around when you're gone." She says it so softly and intently that my skin goes cold. The ease with which she speaks of death is scary, for a human. Even I try not to speak or think often of the lives I have taken. It might have been a fight for my life, but killing another is nothing to take joy in or feel proud about.

TIL this day, I search for her, a piece of me that the moon goddess claimed would give me peace. The piece that would make me complete, No, every woman I have met to this day has been a disappointment. Deeply certain that this one would be too. Just a glance she said, she told me I would recognize from just a glance, that the bond would be so strong that I wouldn’t dare kill her too. I get to decide that. If for a split second she is an undeserving of being with me, I will kill her with my bare hands. I don’t care about the curse, I never believed in gods anyways.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t know?” She laughed, a graceful, melodic sound that sent a jolt of carnal hunger straight to my gut. “And who am I?” “A woman who’s either here to seduce someone... or kill them. And I can’t decide which is more my style.” “Only those two? You underestimate me.” “Trust me,” I whispered, my grin turning predatory. “I never underestimate something I want.” I signaled the bartender. “Two black plum tonics. Virgin. Same as the lady.”

And then the memory of her lips still on mine. How do you destroy a woman who makes you feel thi ngs you aren't supposed to feel? How do you kill something… you almost want to keep?

I could clearly see the longing in them. I tried to smile at him even though my leg was now killing me. "Noah. I know when you meet your mate it is a very powerful thing and you want to protect her with everything you have, but this woman does not need your protection." I looked at Sage. She still hadn't raised her head. "She is deadly. She has no fear and she has killed so many people it would be impossible to remember them all. She works for one of the men who hurts women and children. She has many lives to answer for." I let Janice help me back down onto my chair since it had taken every ounce of my energy to stand up on my broken leg to expose her. I was sweating profusely and I felt wea

“I found my mate. The same woman you tried to kill. The woman you failed to destroy.” The words seemed to have hit a sore spot. She thrashed wildly, throwing herself against the bars, her voice rising to a deranged pitch. “No! No, she will never love you! You are cursed! Do you hear me? Cursed! She will be like Tiara! She will bleed, she will die, and you will be left hollow again!” She burst out laughing like a maniac. The sound made me grit my teeth, but I kept my expression calm.

I and my selfish needs are what got her into this in the first place. I took the woman I love and broke her. She had already lost her parents and now because of me, she was about to lose everything good about herself. Nobody comes out of something like that remaining the same person they were before. ”Marry me or I'll give Thomas the clear to fuck her brains out and I will ask him to post the video on the web so that everyone, including you, is forced to watch it,” I took my gun up again but this time she wasn't the one that pushed it away.

He placed me on the bed and just as he was about to walk out, I stretched out my hand and held on to him, pulling him down a bit to come and stay with me and he didn't even refuse He placed the duvet over me and then slid beside me, cradling me to his chest. “Ate you better now?” I nodded. “About the other day–” “You don't need to tell me if you don't want to. I understand.” He said. “No, I want to tell you. You don't get to decide for me.” He made a hm sound and doesn't say anything. “That woman that I killed. Lady Moesha. She was one of the people that anchored the overtaking and killing of packs including mine. Aw also killed her eight year old daughter to gain power and she knows Viktor.

Two muffled shots tear through the air into his body before he can even blink. Time slows. He drops to the ground. My own scream dies in my throat. “He’s just garbage. I can damage garbage,” the woman explains calmly without batting as much as an eyelid ― no regretful compassion whatsoever for the person she just killed. Her tone makes my stomach knot. Heartless. Psychopathic. Untouchable. The metallic scrape of boots against the floor cuts through the silence. “Yeah, but now you’ve made a mess,” the man pipes as he pushes me forward. I stagger towards Lee and grab his hand.