روايات وقصص ضمن Instant Kill

The blow struck against the wall behind him with a dull thud. None of them took longer than a second. The intruder attempted to speak, but Kieran tightened his hold. “You do not step into protected territory,” “And make it a warning.” Kieran whispered. A brief silence. And then more coldly: “You make it a trespass.” The intruder stopped moving. There was no more fight left in him. Kieran slit his throat. He slumped to the ground slowly. Silent. Still and dead. No ritual. No hesitation. Just instant punishment.

Over my dead fucking body. **************************************************

With his green eyes filled with contempt and his left hand holding a gun. I stay frozen to my ground as he makes his way towards me. I can’t scream and time seems to have come to a halt as he kept striding towards me. My body starts shaking violently and before he can fully reach me, I lift my right hand which was holding a black gun, and without thinking I shoot him right in the head. But to my horror, he still keeps coming at me with blood trickling down his face and when he finally reaches me, my eyes widen in horror and I open my mouth to scream but he places a hand on my mouth and says “Bitch it’s time to pay for my death” right before he stabs me in the back.

"Open wide." Kill me.

My heart jolted all of a sudden. This is… killing intent…!?

The imperial steel didn't melt; it turned a blinding, radiant white-hot, transferring the immense thermal energy directly into Killian’s collarbone and down into the dead, frozen nerves of his left side. The sudden, brutal thermal shock acted like a lightning strike to his dormant nervous system. The slate-grey flesh of his left shoulder violently convulsed, the frozen muscles cracking open as the blood rushed back into the dead tissue with a localized, agonizing roar of returning life. Killian’s left hand, dead for weeks, suddenly twitched. His scarred fingers curled into a fist, crushing the green marble beneath him into dust. "Fourteen seconds," Vane’s voice cracked slightly for the first

*Boom* Kylie’s fist landed on the assassin’s chest with a massive boom. Like an explosion which had been set off in the most dazzling manner, both the tree behind the assassin and the assassin’s entire torso, were vapourised into dust. All that remained was a standing dead corpse with only its lower body remaining, and a tree stump that sizzled like it had been burned by fire. “How is that possible? B’s death could be chalked up to a surprise, but A’s death…”

He hasn’t complained, but he looks half dead. “We jump,” he says. My jaw drops. “What?” “We jump.” He climbs into one of the windowsills, crouches, and holds his hand out to me. I take a step back. He wants us to kill ourselves? My head shakes. “What… You… No.” The Silver Hunters’ footsteps grow louder. They’re almost to us. I don’t know what they’ll do once they reach the top of the stairs, but I’m not killing myself as a way to avoid whatever comes next. What Alec is proposing is absolutely insane.

With great intent and urgency to keep us intact, I once again realize another fatal mistake, and that is what is about to be the true thing that is incoming. It comes even faster, and it comes even with great force. I see the front of a missile gun; I see the fire igniting as it leaves the barrel. With what is almost the slowest, but actually the fastest speed, I watch as the missile travel with perfect precision through the air, and BANG. We are hit straight on.

’ popped inside his head. “F*ck!” Stanley cursed as he felt his rationality fade. He palmed his face, covering his own sight as he tried to hold the urge to kill but it was too late. Too late that he felt his blood gushed in his head along with a loud beating of his heart. It was unbearably painful like his head got smashed with a hammer. There, he reached the last straw as the sound of that familiar beep instantly lured his reasons away. [Skill: Enhancement activated!