Kill For Me Kill For You Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 1 Cassie If you told me 2 months ago, that the man that murdered my parents in cold blood would buy me as his sex slave, I wouldn’t have believed you. And if you had told me that the same man would be my mate, I would have punched you. But here we are…. Maybe this was a sign from the godess that I was meant to kill him and avenge the death of my parents. Yes. No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake.

"I t... i s... g o o d... t h a t... y o u... k n o w... e v e r y t h i n g. N o w... i t... w i l l... b e... m o r e... i n t e r e s t i n g... t o... k i l l .. h e r. B u t... t h i s... t i m e,... I... w i l l... k i l l... h e r... i n... f r o n t... o f... y o u r... e y e s. S l o w l y... a n d... p a i n f u l l y..."

“I want to kill you. “ ........... To be continued

There is someone across from me but I do not wish to look at them. I can hear countless voices around me, insulting me, laughing at me. I am mad. I want to kill them all. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. K

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

What kind of sweet romance is this? Looking at the criticisms, I smiled widely. Under the murderous gaze of the invigilator, I walked over to Timothy and said, "Your parents died in the hands of Rachel's family. Don't you want revenge?" Looking at Timothy's conflicted gaze, I urged him further by whispering in his ear. "Don't you want to avenge your parents? Or did you think that your grandmother would be able to come out of the drug trial alive?" Then, I pointed to the poison-laced test papers.

I ask. Frida's eyes turn cold, and she marches over to the cabinet beneath the television. She digs through it for a moment before emerging with a revolver. I take a step back as she holds it in her hands, her eyes trained on me. "I'm going to kill you."

I could not meet his eyes. “So it is,” he said, voice breaking. “You’re really doing this to us because of her? Skye, she’s gone. She died when you were nineteen. You’re twenty-four now. That was five years ago—” “But her killers are still out there walking free,” I cut in. My voice shook hard and rose. “They didn’t die like my mother. The system did nothing. She was the only parent we had. We never even knew our dad. You know the whole story. Every night I close my eyes and I still see her face. I still hear her voice telling me to be strong. And you think I can just accept it and move on? Never! I can’t sleep knowing they’re laughing somewhere while she’s in the ground.”

"Do you want me to kill you?" * * *

“DUFFER” “SO WHAT D’ YA SAY, GUYS ?” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “LOUDER !! THEY CAN’T HEAR YA !!!!!” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !”