Instant Kill Novels & Stories

The key turned in the lock. I pressed my back hard against the door, the fruit knife trembling in my hand. Half a minute earlier, someone in the work group chat had shared another news article. It said the killer would dismember me. Was he really going to do it? Click. The lock opened. A violent force slammed into the door. I went down with it, door and body crashing backward together. The instant the back of my head hit the floor, I saw him step inside. He was wearing the same gray pajamas as me. Without a word, he reached straight for my throat.

It reminded me of an abandoned castle. Madeline led me to a comfy looking maroon sofa and ushered me to sit, as she began to ramble, "I am so sorry for making you come along the way. You see-" BAM! Everything happened so fast, yet slow. Like everything was in a slow motion. One moment Ms. Quarsiekiev was standing next to me, apologizing to me, and the next moment..... I let out a scream as I saw her clutching her chest. Blood.

*O* Kyaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!! *O* After he walk-out last night in the car and when he said that everything is really true. Joy and Thrill really overflowed on my earthly body! Yes I'm a flirt! *O* Do you want to know? ***FLASHBACK*** "Tss. There's no need for me to court you Lee, because you kiss me too in response for my kiss so it serves as your answer that you like me too and we are officially in a relationship for real now." Zik said

However, he has trained with the beast for five whole years and was bound to get all his skills, but there was this MOLART's skill he did not possess. Everyone knew MOLART has a unique skill he used against his enemies; the skill is called Jamba. It kills in three minutes. According to my father, that skill cuts every vein and artery in the body and the person will not know for exactly three minutes, then they would crumble and die. I did not think MOLART taught him that skill, because if he did, I knew Khalid would use it on everyone and he would use it on me.

Nena said. “Duh, it’s a matter of life and death. He knew that there are no chances of winning. So, he better gives up the moment, Linus strangled him,” Reina who seems pissed, utter those words. “This fight is no fun. Linus just finishes it in a matter of fifteen minutes. He seems to rush huh? Usually, he fights for half an hour,” said Nena as he stood up. “Let’s go.” “Well, it’s just that, maybe he was inspired or what. You know adrenaline rush when your crush is watching you. You want to show her how good you were,” Reina utters, seems she’s bringing up something.

Suddenly, a loud clap boomed out. The man was shocked to find a sudden gust of lightning coming his way. It came fast, and hard, hitting him directly on the chest. Zephyr’s attack quickly drilled through the man, instantly killing him. “No!” the other man screamed. Before he could properly react, a gust of bladed energy came rushing past his neck.

Zaykee activated his gravity manipulation in his body and advanced in between the two generals. In General Yosh and General Erick's eyes, he vanished into thin air. After a second, the next thing they knew was--they got sink to the nearest wall at their back. In slow motion, Zaykee rapidly strike his fists to the two general's faces, so the generals flew to the wall and sank there. In real-time, that speed is approximately two seconds only. This move is new to the generals since this is the first time Zaykee lets them see this technique.

Clicking your sharp, mechanical legs rhythmically on the concrete. Their red optics scanned the environment with more inexorable, mechanical precision. They were relicted killing machines, driven by old kinetic cores, immune to the EMP that had crashed the consortium. “Forty millimetres of hardened carbon,” Silas whispered next to me. He felt nervously the sand from his former white uniform and put the glasses Right. “Even with Kaels rifles, we need precise hits in the joints, otherwise the projectiles bounce off. Their reaction time is zero comma three seconds.

Arturo turned his head, his gaze icy cold. "The one who is going to get her killed is you. I won't let you continue with this madness! Avelina, have someone get a sedative. My wife has lost it. She needs to calm down." Avelina's lips curved into a subtle, meaningful smile. She waved her hand, and a few male nurses suddenly appeared out of nowhere, approaching me with large syringes in hand. "Don't worry, Don Camollo. Donna Selena is just having a little psychotic break because she's too worried about her daughter. A few injections will fix it."

"Because your existence blocks my path. Enjoy your final moments, Sylvie. From now on, you don't exist." "Is that right?" The corner of my mouth twitched upward. Chloe froze. "What?" I slowly stood up, brushing the dust off my knees. The pained look on my face vanished. Chloe's jaw practically hit the floor. "But... the heart attack! Why aren't you dead?" I said coldly, "If I hadn't played dead, how would I have gotten you to admit you were trying to murder me?" She blinked, then scoffed, regaining her composure. "So what? You can't call the cops. You aren't actually hurt. Worst-case scenario, I get detention and a lecture."