Johnny Kills Bob Novels & Stories

He put his finger to his face and then stared at the blood, incredulous that something so warm and dark could be pouring out of him. Camilla approached from behind with a box of tissues in her hand. “At least he didn’t combust,” she said, plucking one of the tissues from the box and handing it to Bobby, who promptly tucked it up his nostril. We waited a few minutes while he collected himself, and the whole time I couldn’t stop staring at the bloodstains on his white Bowie shirt. He loved that shirt. Now it was ruined. Johnny was the one who started the fight. Bobby called for a timeout to go clean himself up and to get some fresh air, but Johnny wasn’t too happy about that.

“So, if you don’t mind, I would like to finish my drink and enjoy my night off, tomorrow I have to kill a few people and that is always a messy thing.” “How about we take of things outside,” Bobby said getting up and grabbing him while Mico grabbed the other. “I want to show you something and I cannot show you here.” He said dragging him outside. He was cursing at him, but Bobby wasn’t listening to him, nor did he care. “You do realize if you kill me Ryan is going to be pissed.” He said as Bobby tossed him to the ground. “Well, Ryan should have thought about that before he put my mate in the electric chair and did what he did to her,” Bobby growled pulling out his gun and pointing it at him.

Then, he walked up to Albert and sneered, “Before you die, I’ll let you know how humiliation feels like!” He hurriedly demanded, “Mr. Johnny, please hold him up. I want to carve the words ‘pathetic jerk’ on his forehead to avenge my son!” Johnny replied coldly, “I’m here to kill him, not to take your demands. If you want to do it so badly, wait until I kill him!” “Then he won’t be able to feel the pain of humiliation before he dies!” Johnny glared at him in dismay. “The Wilson guy over there, you can do whatever you want to him, but I have to kill Albert Rhodes first!”

Mark said standing and looking down at Bob who was kneeling before him. “You know, I promised myself I was going to kill you, but maybe not this day. I give up, you win. Finish me up.” Bob said spreading out his hands and looking to the sky. “That’s it,” Eli said turning to scan the battle ground when he heard Mark cry out in pain, he turned and found Mark without a head on the floor. “You son of a bitch!” He cussed and cussed and sunk his both claws into Bobs neck ripping both out in opposite directions.

“Stay out of this, stupid lover boy, and I’ll spare you. You don’t want to be a hero to a bitch.” Johnny didn’t say anything. He just stood there, pointing the gun straight at Marshall. Marshall laughed—harder this time. “Nothing? Well, that’s what I expected from a pussy like you.” Then his expression darkened, as if he hadn’t just laughed. And suddenly, he turned and kicked me over and over on my tummy. “MARSHALL!!!” Johnny roared, then pulled the trigger.

Robert. He is gonna kill me.

He was worse than a monster, I would definitely kill him first before killing a monster. " What's up babe? Why—," he tried calling me but I just shunned him up before he could even complete up his sentence. He thinks I'm here to say but what he doesn't know is that I'm actually going to kill him . I was boiling with anger and my eyes kept roaming about trying to find the perfect tool to use to deal with this guy and I found a gun lying nearby. It was obviously for Mark but I took and was ready to pull a trigger at Johnny until Sean held me. " Woah, what's up with you Anna? Why would you suddenly want to kill Johnny?," Danny asked me and then tears started rolling down from my eyes. I couldn'

“I can prove my innocence by showing my warning message.” He explained, “If I didn’t watch my video, then I don’t have a motive to kill Jambo, right?” “That’s not true! You could have killed just for the sake of it!” Joseph screamed out, trying to throw away Urkstin’s plan. “No offense, but Urkstin doesn't seem like the kinda person to be like that.” Poppy explained, “But why are you so anxious all of the sudden?”

When they saw that I still dared to joke, they immediately mocked me back. “Mia Schmidt, you murdered your own family. It’s only normal that we keep our guard up around you!” My expression was still playful as I gazed at them. “How could I be so ruthless as to fight all three of them on my own? You really think highly of me. “Of course, I drugged them first before I killed them.” When everyone saw that I had finally opened up, they held their breath while waiting for me to continue. But I schooled my expression again and stopped talking.

Damon stabbed him in the mouth immediately and I gasped in shock. Blood poured from his mouth sharply. "I won't ask again. Who hired you to hurt my woman?" Jacks spat out blood the stole the knife from Damon "I'd rather die than endure a Mafias torture" then he stabbed his throat. Blood oozed out and I closed my eyes at the scene. The other men where already begging. "Please spare us sir" Damon was faced them. "Sir please...we had no idea who hired Jacks he is our boss and we just obey his orders"