Kill La Kill Crossover Novels & Stories

When I took the blade out, it was covered with a thin dust of silver and sacred tree ash. I shifted my feet into a fighting stance. I hoped that he felt as helpless as I did when he pinned me to the ground, when he crushed me under his weight, and when his teeth penetrated my skin. I swung the blade just as Calvel taught me. My eyes were focused on the edge, carefully registering the moment it sliced the flesh and sank in less than an inch deep. The pulsing stream of his blood curled up my lips. Charon groaned, and his eyes widened. "Hurts, doesn't it?" I asked him, looking into his eyes and taking back the power he once took from me. The blood kept flowing from his neck. "This is for Carrie

Nico yelled, firing a shot into the air. I chuckled darkly as an idea formed. I wouldn't beg for something I created. "I'll return for all of your heads," I declared, a scoff escaping my lips. "I never issue empty threats." "We'll be ready for you, killer," he said, locking his gaze onto mine. With a smirk, I walked away and climbed into Luciano's car, setting my course for his mansion. It was time to step into my power as a Donna. I held the steering hard as pictures of the stingers, my family betrayed me. They committed a grave mistake and they knew it. I would kill all of them, I'll survive without them, I always survive. I will kill them all. Once a killer, always a killer.

Emotions hung heavy in the air, and it was clear that something significant had occurred between them. The men who had never seen their boss being abused before fell into silence. Apart from being the future Lycan king, Killian was also the leader of the biggest and most dangerous mafia group in the country, people feared him and would hate to even be in the same room as him. he was nicknamed Killian the death walker because people said seeing him was the same as seeing the Grim Reaper. So far the first time they had seen their boss getting hit by a woman. They immediately knew that Lisa had signed her death by herself.

No, not to defeat him, but to kill him. We looked at the Lycanthrope in front of us, who was so strong and speedy. Kyson Night.. Yes.. He is Kyson Night.. A strong Lycanthrope.. The last Lycanthrope in existence. “I want to kill them,” Celia growled menacingly. “Yes.. We should kill them,” I whispered in a vicious voice. ‘Kill them.. Kill them.. Kill them..’ That thought kept popping up in our minds. I created more and more water whips, as much as I could.

Kai says, then gets up and crosses his arms. “Since he seems to be behind everything bad that has happened in our lives, including me killing Mother and the parasites implanted in our brothers, I think it’s only fair that I repeat my rampage. However, this time I will make sure Father stays dead and if I have to use the Nephilim dagger once more, then so be it.” Again I ask, does no one ever fucking stay dead anymore?

They love how they split their heads or how they let their blood gush onto their bodies before they kill them. They inhale the essence of the fear in their enemies’ eyes. And finally, they reach their destination where the kingdom hides Alpha Alaric and his strongest men. It doesn’t take the triplets any time to kill off the men who came for them first. “This is a flawless victory, brothers.” Kyle chuckles as he crushes a man till his bones break out of his skin and throws him away like he’s just crushed a piece of paper. “I know, right?” Speaks Kieran next, yanking one’s heart from his chest.

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.

Lexie's heart pounded so loud, she was sure Killian could hear it. She wasn't a novice sexually, nor was she timid, but this was the boldest thing she'd ever done. Killian Walker called to a darker side of her sexuality she'd never even known she had. She might never want this with any other man, but she wanted it with him.

A death. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly coming together, but there was something more. Something darker. Marcus could feel it, deep in his gut, like a knot that wouldn't loosen. "Stay sharp," he muttered to Kyle and Megan. "We're not dealing with a typical killer here. Whoever did this is calculating. They're playing with us." Chief Garrison glanced over his shoulder, still scowling, as he walked away to make a call. "Keep me updated," he barked. "I'm not going to stand around here all day."

The sigil still carried my scent, and she recoiled for a second as if burned. But greed won out. “Wait,” I said, placing my hand over hers. My eyes flickered over her before landing on Aiden. “You can have it all. But there are a few… bloody lessons our new Luna should learn.” I pointed to one of the maps. “The northern border of Blackwood is the Bloodclaw pack’s hunting ground. They’ve laid blood traps. Any wolf who crosses that line will be torn to shreds on sight. Cora, that cloying perfume you wear? It will be the perfect lure.”