Kill La Kill Crossover Novels & Stories

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Nearly two hours later Gunner was slamming the button home, taking Khyle out with head shot after head shot in the fiercest first person shooter game they'd played yet. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

My voice fades slowly as I finish my story. Marael’s eyebrow goes up. “Kell? As in Kell Cross, brother of Mikhail Cross?” I nod my head, wary of her question. She throws her head back and claps boisterously. “Oh, this gets better and better.” She looks at a confused Taylor. “My former lover, Lukan, was obsessed with that Mikhail boy. For years he raged about his unwanted nephew and how he couldn’t wait to kill him. His obsession with the boy was almost boring.”

Karina said furiously, “The losers deserved to die for not killing you. “I paid good money for them to do a job. It’s none of my business. The Steelclaw Guild has no reason to go after me. “Save me the attitude, Lee. I’m going to hire Southern Tiger of the Steelclaw Guild to kill you—” “Beep…” Kaze cut the call before Karina could finish. He looked at South amusedly. “Does the evidence make my case?”

His evil brain was churning at a thought that would make the death a lot more painful for the ex-assassin. “Leave it, Vevina will handle it,” he said, grinning. This way he was killing two birds with one stone, not only was he making the ex-killer learn of her mistake of jumping out of her bounds but he was also training Vevina to be able to undertake a mission like this with some more skills. He could imagine what kind of conversation would flow if she were to go there but if she would easily complete her task even with that then she would truly be a level closer to her place as the Luna.

he cursed. Rula trembled again when Kyros approached her. She was astonished when the hole in his neck with fresh blood didn't work to kill Kyros. “W-what are y-you?” Rula stammered. Kyros laughed. “Angel of death for you, Goddess Luna!” Rula swallowed hard. She took anything that could prevent Kyros from coming to her. Getting closer, Rula sank into the shadow of the creature's muscular and tall body. “Kyros!” Someone broke through the glass of the hotel room. So fast, bringing Kyros' body flying, smashing it on the room’s roof, then dropping it hard.

"Come get her Killian. She's right here." Crystal felt the cold steel of the gun and looked at Killian with pleading eyes. Killian stood in his spot and didn't know what to do. She smiled and as Andrew pulled the trigger, she moved. Aurora had taken over in time and when Andrew saw the blue eyes, he tried to run. Aurora got in the door and headed straight for Alex. Killian was done and killed anyone in his way. He would get her and his son safe.

Nikos curls into a fetal ball, wheezing. Kyros turns to me. The boredom is gone. His eyes are black pits of rage. "Deal's off," he snarls. "Kill them all." He raises his hand to signal the guards. CRACK-BOOM. A shotgun blast tears through the clearing. The Reaper standing closest to Kyros spins around, his chest erupting in a spray of red. "Wolves!" Leon’s voice roars from the tree line. Chaos explodes. Muzzle flashes light up the woods like strobe lights. Bullets tear through the bark of the oak trees, sending splinters flying. The Reapers scramble for cover, returning fire blindly into the dark.

That Nyla would have walked straight into this without seeing any of it. She was glad, fiercely and without ambiguity, that she was not that Nyla anymore. "Cross needs to be flagged to Reeves," she said. "Before he knows we've found the trail. If he runs—" "I already sent her the name," Cameron said. "She's running him through the system." Nyla nodded. She stood up and walked to the window. She didn't open the curtain — Dominique's rule, and a sensible one. But she stood near it and felt the faint suggestion of morning light through the fabric and breathed.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

The wooden floor creaked under her weight. “Hey, you. Wake up and start working. We do not have time for your acting when the Harrigans are coming to visit.” she said in a grudging tone. The Harrigans. Victoria’s heart tightened the moment she heard the name. That name had been the beginning of her ruined life. The start of her nightmares. The darkness that destroyed her future. She had been accused of seducing that man, and after that her reputation fell into the mud. Just thinking about it made her shiver. That man had died. She had killed him herself after she came out of prison, right before she was sentenced to death. So how could he be alive now?