Kill Grave Novels & Stories

I was the only casualty. Yet the cause of death would still point straight at Maisie because I'd arranged for her to be the last person to call me right before I died. I was gambling. I was taking revenge. I was using my life as my final counterattack. And it seems I won. At some point, Anthony had grabbed a knife from the kitchen. He pressed the cold blade to his wrist, his expression resolute and unwavering. "Willow, I'm coming to be with you." He smiled, then slashed his wrist hard. In an instant, blood spurted everywhere.

Alessandro stared into space as he watched them start shoving soil and dirt over her coffin. It was meters down. He wanted to go there, too. He wanted to be with her—soon. He cracked a bitter smile. He had thought about it; it was better to be with her than to seek revenge. He would let Keira's siblings and family do it. He would be useless anyway, just as he was when she was killed. Alex noticed that ugly smile on his son's face and felt worried. Alessandro stayed there while the others left. Keira's grave was surrounded by five bodyguards. Lovie and Hunter, the two adorable American Pitbull Terriers, ran around the grave and then ran off.

As I stared blankly at the gravestone, the elderly cemetery caretaker approached and struck up a conversation with me. "Sir, do you know Old Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan? I don't think I've ever seen you here before." It was such a simple question, yet it made my heart throb in pain all the same. After all, who am I when the place that should have belonged to Jessica's husband had already been engraved with Christian's name? Although I was standing under the sunlight, I felt like some lowly rat that ought to hide in the shadows. How could I stand before these gravestones when I didn't have a respectable identity that I could claim aloud?

Kieran stared directly at me, his voice merciless. “You heard me. You’ll never know where her grave is.”

“What if I say no, I mean don’t get me wrong I could really use some money right now but I don’t want to go into something that might get me killed” “if you refuse, you walk out here alive, just keep you mouth shut and we’ll leave you” Throughout their talk, Kim had been staring at Marcel with wild thoughts running through her mind about the boy ‘ he’s handsome, if you get past the worn out clothes he’s wearing I’m sure he’ll be quite the lady-killer with that body of his and to think that I’ve never seen him go to a gym” “Ok Mr. Marcus I’ll work for you, just tell me when and where I have to show up”

“This is the last time I am asking!” Kevin started laughing an evil laugh, “Your girlfriend’s old place. He built it back up and there is an underground tunnel you will never find!” Kevin laughed as blood spewed from his mouth. The blood on the ground was pooling up and running down the drain as he took his last breath. After a minute, his body slumped over and Kevin was dead. “Alrighty boys. Have fun cleaning that up and I suggest you wear gloves.” Kyle said as he smiled at me.

I am sure they thought I was dead, but they forgot that I am a cat with 20 lives and the angel won't accept my soul in the other world. I jerked the spear from the beast's hand and kicked him on the kneel, making him stumble back. I didn't let him recover before I scurried after him again. I have never felt so devastated as this in my entire life. It was like my body was on fire. The mere sight of Kira's body with blood all over her makes my rage glisten.

"Zack told me that they were targeted." "He's right," she responds, taking another tissue. "They were killed by..." She stops again, like it's hard to get the words out. "Tell me!" I demand, swallowing back the new lump in my throat. She shakes her head, "You're going think it's crazy. Jesus, even I think it's crazy." "Just say it!" I shout a little louder than intended. Aunt Kelly closes her eyes for a moment, like she's debating whether to go further. My body is starting to tremble again and I know she can feel it. Out of the blue, she blurts out, "They were killed by Earth Demons."

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Kira’s POV The headline stared back at me like a slap in the face: "Summer's Group Mourns Tragic Loss: CEO Kira Summers Killed Dies Tragically on Her Birthday – Remains to Be Laid to Rest on July 21st." Tragically? My ass. They killed me. Straight-up murdered me and think they can just sweep it under the rug with some fake story and a pretty obituary. I could picture it…the boardroom vultures toasting with champagne, dividing up my mother’s empire like it was cake at a party.