Invincible Kills Angstrom Novels & Stories

She thought of the three men now lying dead in the street before her, their own countdowns surely erased the moment their hearts had stopped. "Why do you keep protecting me?" she asked quietly, the question she had been circling for days finally breaking free. "You don't know me. Not really. Not the version of me standing in front of you right now. And yet you've killed for me twice in as many days, without hesitation, without asking anything in return." Kael wiped his blade clean on the coat of one of the fallen men before sheathing it, his movements slow and deliberate, as though giving himself time to find the right words. "Because I failed the last time," he said finally.

All cobwebs and dust. I shut the window on my new room and sat on the bed in my room. Pulled my shirt up to look at my wound and realized that it was all gone. Different thoughts ran round my head. If Kevin wanted to kill me, why the hell did he let his beta give me something that could keep me alive? It didn't make any sense to me. Or were they trying to tell me that they could kill me as well as save my life? That was feverish to me. And how come Kevin has never told me about having a beta? That part was new.

The moment he pushed away, I countered, slamming my hand against the back of his head and driving his face straight into the dirt floor. "Agh!" he groaned, the breath knocked out of him. Before he could recover, a warrior thrust the silver cuffs into my hands. I moved with practiced speed, snapping the metal locks around his wrists behind his back. The silver immediately began to sizzle against his skin, dampening his Alpha power. "But Alpha Damon, who is he?" one of the nearby warriors asked, looking at the scarred man in confusion. "Someone who had a hand in the attack on Prince Angus," I replied coldly. I hauled Alfwin to his feet by his collar and marched him straight toward the dungeons

LUCIAN “Damn it!” I kicked the pillar of the mansion and walked straight to the dark garden furiously. That handkerchief. There’s no way I can forget it especially the lilac lotus and the initials embroidered on it. I was just ten years old back when my entire family was killed by Frederick Lanford, the bastard alpha who died in my hands. I wanted to torture him so badly when I finally laid my hands on him, but I was too overwhelmed by my anger and it got the best of me. After all I had been waiting for long years to avenge my family and my father’s people, so when I got the chance, I was too eager to kill him.

Impossible. "Did you really think some mercenary could kill me with a single bullet?" Victoria appeared at the top of the stairs. Covered in blood. Half her face burned away. Skull visible. But alive. Impossibly alive. "This family does not die easily, Collector. You should know that by now." She raised a flamethrower. "Let me show you how Ashfords really end debts." And she pulled the trigger.

Her voice was sleepy, like I just woke her up. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep, I’ll tell you in the morning.” “I’m up.” She yawned. Walking into the hosptial, I sat down in the waiting room. “Alpha James sent two people to place bombs in the SUVs. My warriors killed them but the bomb went off and only one injury. He is in surgery now.” “Oh, no. Hopefully he will be okay. You have great doctors.” “Yup.” I muttered as Ivan’s parents and mate came busting through the door.

He entered the room and found it empty to feel his breath quickening in anger and that a piece of it had been taken, to go downstairs and speak loudly: Where did you go? .. Where is Anastasia and the curse? Everyone standing felt a shiver running through their bodies from the other's anger, so Jake came forward sadly and told what happened upstairs from the kidnapping of Victor Anastasia and her attempt to protect Jake and from the news of Victor Anastasia that the Alpha had been killed..

and, somehow, also a part of our lives that could never be erased. We cried until our voices disappeared. We cried until breathing itself became difficult. We cried because freedom had finally arrived... ...and it had demanded a price none of us truly wanted to pay. The room that had moments ago been filled with roars and gunfire now held only mourning. The Alpha was dead. A husband was dead. A father was dead. And no matter what he had done... Death left behind a silence so enormous that it swallowed every victory.

The man screamed agonizingly, then Angie continued stabbing him until he fell with a loud thud. Angie dusted her hands and glanced back at the giant man she had killed. "He could have at least taken a bath," she sighed, perceiving her top. "Shit, now I smell like him." Viktor, however, had chains wrapped around his built arms like a second skin, making his punches very deadly to his enemies. He was incredibly strong and preferred killing his enemies with his bare hands. Grabbing one by the head, he slammed his face into his face thrice, literally breaking his skull. Then, he threw the body aside like a ragdoll.

All those who had wronged her were punished. Antony was killed in an encounter, and Amber has now imprisoned for poisoning Helena. Victor was able to destroy the entire gang of Black Venoms with the help of the police. He was now working on eliminating all the underworld gangs. Easton was hurrying out of the villa to receive one of his friends when he bumped into someone. "Ah…" The woman was about to fall when he wrapped his arms around her. His eyes were wide as he stared at her expressive black eyes, which were filled with surprise.