Jedi Killer Novels & Stories

A glint of wicked pleasure danced across his face as he grabbed the man by the jaw, “You can only get it up by beating on women, huh? Little prick piece of shit.” The guy glared daggers at Jude, pure hatred burning in his eyes. They flicked over to me desperately, as though I’d help him. Once he realized I wouldn’t, he spat a wad of saliva at Jude. It trailed down my brother’s cheek, who stood there smiling like a fucking psycho. Jude tutted, then turned to me. “I think I’m going to cut his tongue off. Maybe a hand too if I feel like it.” I looked up at the reinforced ceiling with its steel beams and sighed, “You said he’s a Dark Matter dealer, yea? You don’t have the precedent to kill him,

Jayden gave no response to this, instead he turned around and looked at the dead bodies of the hooded assassins, and with a slow flick of his wrist he cleaned the blood from his sword against the robes of one of them, then he sheathed it in one smooth motion. "They were sent by someone close to kill you all," he said in a low and rather cold voice. I stared at him, my pulse still racing. "By who? why–" "I have no idea," he interrupted. "But whosoever they are must be waiting for a reply or else another group would be sent." As he said this he knelt beside one of the dead werewolves and searched him. Jayden knelt beside the lifeless body of the beast he had slain, his fingers moving deftly th

I genuinely praised and what was that, that I saw behind his stony expression ? Awww. He is blushing. “So you wanna inform your parents ?” Kyler tried to change the topic quickly. Not so smooth, Mister. Hehe. Is he a trained killer or something ? I could bet Dre’s monkey ass that Kyler was an assassin but then all Alphas were trained to be killers. However, Kyler’s skill surpassed that of trained assassins. I wonder …. “Huh ?” I dumbly uttered as I suddenly came out of my thoughts when Kyler waved his hand in front of my face.

The assassins emerged from the shadows, their weapons useless. "How?" Kelthar managed. "How did you know?" Jade smiled. It was a gentle smile, kind and terrible. "The mountain told me," he said. "It told me everything."

He already knew that he would not survive this ordeal. He knew this group of people too. The 12 Killers were the most powerful assassins in the North! They were all disciple killers in the fifth zone, and the leader was the former king of disciples! “I’m sorry, Villa Master Hopper, you know too much. Villa Master Turner wants us to bring your head back.” The guy with the dagger wore a black mask and said emotionlessly. Cyril gave up resistance and closed his eyes. Just as the other party made his strike!

Some were sitting perfectly still but had trouble breathing, some were feeling restless while others could feel a flutter in their stomachs. Among them, a figure sat calmly, mirroring the grief of the others by a watery eye or a look of encouragement. It was all a ruse ... a mask of pain deceiving the people around, making them think that this mind was capable of feeling sadness. It wasn’t. That emotion had long gone ... substituted by hate. For the last six months, this mind had only one thought ... one purpose, the destruction of Esha Arora. I can’t stop now. There’s more work to be done. The rain started drumming heavily against the dark windows

He said, “Killer, you have a grudge against Tyrant, but we don't. Don't direct your anger at me. If you want revenge, go find him yourself.” Killer looked at him for a while before closing his eyes again. Killer's real name was Santiago Roland, and he was a native of Somerland. He was the leader of a small mercenary group in Chaos Land, and was powerful and very famous in the country. He had liked practicing martial arts since he was a child. His parents were in the reselling business, operating between a small country and Somerland. They bought resources from these places at a low price and shipped them to Somerland for resale. Hence, his family was pretty well-off.

How dare they sit and watch while our kind slaughters one another? Smoothing his fingers down his neatly trimmed beard, Gideon smiled enthusiastically. He snapped at the warriors standing at our back, “Bring me the Alpha, Luna, and my whore of a daughter. As for the other three…” He hummed thoughtfully. “Well, I have no use for a truth teller, and with Kalix, I have no need for astral projection. Slit their throats. Oh, and the girl’s too. Shayla, right? Yes, kill all three of them.” “NO!” Jada screamed and begged as the warriors shoved her and Hakeem forward.

Therefore, the killer of Sheldon was likely an evil Mystic wanting to become immortal! Someone who understood the Ascension Thirteen Needles, capable of pill refining, and was an evil Mystic—Chad thought of a possibility. The person who killed Sheldon was a member of Chad's family, the Jennings family! Chad clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger. He looked at the sky and said with hatred, "Bastards! Are you finally coming out?" Meanwhile, Sir Holt quickly found two soldiers with six toes. However, the feedback from the firmament was that those two had already gone missing, most likely killed in battle.

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