Kill La Kill Crossover Novels & Stories

"I'm not—I'm not helping you kill someone—" "You are not killing anyone. You are just setting up a date to help me save more people." Karma spoke in a cold tone. "Do we have a deal or not?" Mia looked at her phone, then at Marcus, and back at Karma. "Deal." She stood up to leave. "Mia." The girl froze, then turned back. Karma smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "If you double cross me, I will find you." Mia nodded once slowly.

For a brief moment, I wished I could go back to before it all started. *Ivy* I heard Camila's voice echoing faintly down the hall. She and Max were in the lounge, probably discussing Ana… or more like, the mess I created. Well, should I feel bad? Probably. Not really. Not fully. I killed her. That’s the truth. I ended her life with my own hands, and now people were mourning her, not knowing the devil was still walking free. “Gosh, that’s so awful,” Camila said, her voice tinged with shock. “Who could do such a thing?”

“This is about justice. About what they did to us. I don’t care what it takes.” “You don’t care?” she whispered, eyes filling with emotion. “You’d pretend to fall in love with him—just to kill him?” “This is the only way. I’ve trained my whole life for this. Lucien has to die.” Silence stretched between us. Then Lydia stepped forward, her voice soft and scared. “If you do this and they find out—” “They won’t,” I said quickly. Evelyn’s fists clenched. “Then we’re going with you.”

I drove my molten fist upward, directly into the base of the obsidian cross. The heat was absolute. The void-forged metal didn't shatter; it shrieked and immediately began to melt, dripping down my arm like black wax, evaporating before it could touch my skin. The moment the cross lost its structural integrity, the Abyssal Seraph fighting Killian let out an agonizing, world-ending scream. Its six wings of dark matter crumbled into ash, and Killian drove his massive shadow-claws directly through where its heart should be, atomizing the creature mid-air.

He rubbed them on his pants as if trying to wipe away invisible blood. Slowly he walked back to the couch. He knelt down. Leo opened his tear-filled eyes. He looked at Kael. "Daddy?" Leo sniffled. "I am here pup," Kael said softly. "Did you kill the man with the glass eye?" Leo asked. Kael swallowed hard. He nodded. "Yes," Kael said. "I killed him." "Good," Leo whispered. He reached out and took Kael’s hand. He pulled Kael’s large calloused hand against his small chest. "Don't let him come back."

“Stop crying. Stop these fake fucking crocodile tears. I am not going to kill you. I, Raider Kaito Remington reject you Mona Azelea Solace as my mate.” Why did that hurt so much. It felt like someone punched me in the chest. I could hardly breath. But that name, I recognized the first name he said and the second name was me. “Kai? It’s you?” Kai slapped me across the face. “Don’t you ever say that name!” Why would he hurt me? This was Kai. He looked so much older, but I knew him! We used to play together. I was his sisters best friend. O no, he said I killed his sister. Kimiko was dead? I didn't kill Kimmy, I loved her!

I could hear the sounds of guns firing, wolves growling and feet hitting the wet earth through the mind-link. "Killian?" I was starting to become frantic. "Killian, what's going on?" "The Hunter's are here, baby." His voice called out and I flinched as I heard the sound of tearing flesh. "I have to go. I'll come to you when this is all over. I love you, Claire." My throat constricted and tears rushed to my eyes, "I love you too, Killian." The mate-link ended with an audible click, sounding like a telephone that had just hung up.

I couldn’t imagine the number of pictures and memories that played in his head at that moment, but I was more than willing to show him how much I was deeply in love with him. “I love you too, malyshka.” He said, and I smiled. He connected our lips together in a gentle kiss, and I couldn’t help but find myself smiling into it before we both pulled away to look one another in the eye. The pack doctor slowly approached holding a bundle in her arms, and Killian’s eyes widened as he took sight of our little princess. His eyes met mine for a second, silently asking for permission to carry her, her father or not, when it was a Luna’s child, even he as an Alpha knew his limit.

Instead of moving to get out of the tree, Alec just looks at me. “Well, come on!” I lower myself to the next branch, the pine needles catching in my coat. “Winter.” I look up at him. “You’re not seriously thinking about running, are you?” “No.” He shakes his head once. “But I want you to know what we’re about to walk into. These people… they’re killers. They’re here for blood.” A shiver runs through me. He’s giving me a chance to save myself, but I can’t do that. How could I ever live with myself if I ran away and abandoned everyone?

Then five more, surrounding the chamber, exits. And finally, stepping into the candlelight with cold fury in his eyes, Kharo. "Hello, brother," I said, keeping my voice casual despite the adrenaline spiking through me. "I was wondering when you'd finally grow a spine." "You killed her." Kharo's voice was flat. Emotionless. The tone he used when he was containing something volcanic. "You killed Ria." "I harvested her," I corrected. "There's a difference. Killing is wasteful. Harvesting is... efficient."