Images Of Killua Novels & Stories

She replied and walked out of the room. Starlight Pack .... "How the hell did this happen!!" Killian growled as he paced the dungeon hall, the ground shook at the impact of his voice. "We have no idea also, we just realized today that the figure that had been seating faced the the wall was a camouflage!" "Killian, I doubt Eliza was a human!" Sebastian said as he walked out of the dungeon, holding the camouflage Eliza used to disguise in his hands. "This doesn't look like something a human would form!"

Mia noted his scent was woody, completely different from Khalid’s sweet-spicy smell. Because she was too paralyzed to move, he put both his hands on her cheeks and looked deep in her eyes. “You see, Mia. Khalid is not all that wonderful and fantastic as he makes it seem. You saw how he had stood like a spineless chicken whilst his father almost took your life.”

KILLIAN’S POV “Killian, wake up!” “What is it, Alek?” I grumbled, rubbing my eyes with the back of my palm. When I opened my eyes, I beheld Teshara holding a knife and crying. The mermaid queen was behind her. “Go ahead. Stab him. Prove that you didn’t betray me,” The mermaid queen commanded Teshara. Her pupils turned green, immediately evoking powerful bubbles from nowhere that covered my fists and pulled me to the wall, hanging me there.

she asked, smiling a little and Kai walked out of the camera frame so Xalia couldn't see him. He walked in back holding a book and he moved closer to the camera. He opened it and showed her what he had drawn. It was a superhero character and he was pretty good. “Wow, that looks amazing, Kai. Good job,” she said and he raised his brows. “Really?” he asked and she nodded with a smile. He seemed pleased because Xalia almost caught his smile, he dropped his book and was about to speak when he heard a knock and he looked at the door.

He realized he was losing his touch over it already. "Don't worry. I'm just here to deliver a message. If you don't kill her before this time tomorrow, I'll get the job done", killua added and arranged his face cap. " I know what's happened between you and her" He added and dissapeared before Jared could even turn to face him. How did he know what he was planning? Or learnt whatever transpired? Jared of course was not surprised. His brother Killua, A. k. A Clairvoyance could read the mind of anyone he is 20 metres closed to. That was his special ability.

Like always, Kiara was curled up on the living room’s couch, fast asleep. That night, he’d had the urge to secretly take her picture. The picture he’d sometimes find himself looking at until everything shattered. Love and trust should go hand in hand; otherwise, it was only an illusion. Killian pressed the delete button, discarding the picture.

Ruelle sat on the bed, her eyes went to Killian's trousers. “What's this?” She asked, grabbing what poked in his trousers. Killian groaned when Ruelle grabbed him making her leave him instantly. “I'm sorry, did I hurt you?” Ruelle asked worriedly and Killian shook his head. Ruelle seemed to finally understand what exactly that was. She blushed when she remembered the Korean comics she read. “What are you thinking of?” Killian asked when he noticed the light blush on her cheek. “Do you want me to suck it?” Ruelle asked, staring up at Killian.

A mini-parlour of four black cushions and a white table, and lastly a glass shelf holding Killian's books, magazines, trophies, and awards. A photo of her and Killian walking down her favorite beach with the setting sun behind them, sat on his table. She had told him it was her favorite picture of them and that same day he had it framed, the next and everyday after that, it remained there. She had caught him staring at it severally. Mayeli heard slow footsteps behind her. “Killian?....” Her words were cut off as the edge of the gun connected to her skull. She fell with a thud, her vision darkening.

Kill pushes his elbow-length hair over his shoulder, revealing the rune for death tattooed on his neck. "What's his name?" "Xiou Miu. That's all we have on him at the moment." I move closer to Zakh, and he points to the table beside him that holds a set of pictures laid out across the top. "There were more pictures, but these were the most relevant," he explains. The pictures of Camille and me are the first I see. They show us in different places over the last few weeks. Some together, others by ourselves. Rage fills every cell of my body when I find the pictures of my mother next to those.

“Come, he says as he starts walking down the sterile corridors. We walk up the stairs, and he opens a door where there are four men putting pictures on the walls. I look around in shock as I see pictures of all of us but mostly Theo’s. “What is this?” I ask, and Killian looks at me as he crosses his arms in front of his chest. I can tell he is disturbed. He doesn’t like what he is looking at. “I don’t know, but Theo seems to know”, he says as he walks towards one of the walls that are covered in pictures. He finds a picture of Ashley, and he rips it off the wall. He holds it in his hand as he looks at it with hatred, leaving his body.