J The Killer Novels & Stories

JK throws his phone against the wall, being crazy, which makes Rosalia flinch. "It's not true! Someone is intentionally framing me! Please, JK, believe me." JK slaps her tightly, which makes her face tilt aside. "Why? Why did you do that?" "Please believe me for once." "You're saying I should believe you after all of the proofs? I would forgive you if you killed me, but you killed my heart, my trust, and everything! Now you will suffer. I'll make you regret every single second. I'll kill all of your happiness, and you'll forget to smile. However, don't worry; I won't kill you totally, but I'll kill you every single moment! You'll beg for your death, but I'll not give you death. I'm Jacob Kyl

However, what he did not know was that James the man with Stanley and Dennis had intended to keep him alive so that his boss Kyle would take his own sweet time to settle scores with him making the man who calls himself The Kill regret that he was ever born. Otherwise, The Kill would not have survived James's full wrath. The Kill as he calls himself was a foreigner. He was a very known assassin on the dark web. He was only eight years old when he was abducted and trained to be an assassin. Out of one hundred and fifty nine kids, he was the only one who made it out. Many feared his name The Kill as every time he is seen, he brings death. His victims are mostly big men and people in power. But

“Don’t patronize me, Rebecca.” “Oh you’re still pissed I took you off the case.” She replied. “Which you need not worry. The killer is dead.” “So you know who he was?” Jason asked, clearly baiting her. “After some thorough investigation, it was just a nobody.” She replied, taking a sip of her wine. “Who? I would like to know if he was a client of mines.” Janet leaned against the table waiting for her to answer. Baiting for her to answer. Rebecca took her time answering. “Orlando Johnson. Like I said, a nobody.” Her hand reached for her knife as everyone watched her intently.

I should have trusted my first instincts. “So why the whole fucking charade?” I ask. “What’s going on here?” “Well, it all has to do with that serial killer from September. He’s not a random psychopath. He’s Ninja.” Fuck. My fears confirmed. Ninja was the code name of Nick Jin, a former PSK who went rogue and was therefore turned over by THEM to the Feds. He was known as Ninja because, prior to joining THEM, he used the disguise of a ninja and used various samurai weapons to murder his victims. If Nick Jin really has gotten free and is on the loose, that is bad news for THEM.

"You'll have to wait until-" "But I can't hold it anymore. May I remind you that you guys took me before I could even take a leak!?" I demanded. "I do not know who your Alpha is, but I swear I will tell him how rude you guys are to me! Have you heard of me? I am the all-powerful Killer Smile. If you guys don’t let me take a leak, then I swear I will unleash my mighty power against you!" The men in the car let out a loud gasped and the person who was driving suddenly hit the brakes. My head bumped into the seat in front of me, and I let out a series of curses.

Jasper said back before sliding closer to Nathaniel to check out his wounds. "No. That's not it. I don't know if it was just part of my thought that I missed him so badly. But I sensed Joshua's presence in the killer's house. Perhaps he was the one who killed the killer." I heaved an abrupt sigh when I know it was too impossible. "An assassin. The killer was a hired assassin." Nathaniel showed us one of the printed copies from the table.

He spit out and I laughed. “You will tell me what I want to know sooner or later.” I motioned for my man to go back to his torture. I would find her and kill Jensen. He thinks he can double-cross me, so he has to pay the price. A few hours later I walked back into the basement where I was keeping the man we had taken, I think his name was Jordan. I didn’t really care what his name was. All I cared about was breaking him so I could go and get what belonged to me. My man had done a real number on him already so I decided to see if he was ready to talk. I walked over to him, he was chained to the wall and looked like he was barely able to hold himself up. His face was covered in blood and he wa

Juliette nodded for him to go, and he did just that. "You know what I first said this morning could never have been so apt," Juliette said, slightly chuckling in a hope to lighten the mood. Jazz narrowed her eyes. "So someone had to die for you to change styles?" Juliette asked after an awkward silence. Jazz shrugged, kicking a piece of dirt with her black combat boots. "I want to find the killer," she announced. Juliette stared at her, stunned. "I am sure Jaxon and his team of warriors will sort it out," Juliette dismissed.

Behind those timid and innocent looks, was a ruthless and stealthy assassin who executed her missions to perfection and no one had been able to find the mysterious killer till date of all her assigned victims. “No sweetie. Daddy does not want to lie in bed with a stomach ache for weeks,” Alpha Zarek cooed gently, making all of us laugh. “Dad, guess who found his mate !” Jax exclaimed in excitement. “Is Ty your mate, Jax ?” Alpha Valen asked blankly. “No but I don’t mind if Kai wants to share him with me till I find my mate,” Jax smugged.

He was clearly trying to bait me into getting upset, though I wasn’t sure why. “Something you want to ask her in particular, Jetter, or are you just being your usual self?” Jaguar asked. Jetter smirked at him. “Watch it, Jaguar. I’m a club president.” Jaguar clenched his jaw but said nothing. Jetter returned his gaze to me. “Did you kill Rod?” “No,” I said. “Do you know who did?” “Other bikers. I was too far away to see exactly.” “What happened?”