Kill La Kill Fanfic Novels & Stories

He smiled against my lips, happy that I was so ready for him already. "Mmm... your body wants me so bad.. Mya. You respond to my every touch." He whispers as he slides my panties to the side, giving him full access to my dripping pussy. As he was about to dip his fingers into my pot of gold, the bedroom door was thrown off the hinges, and Layton was ripped off me like he was never there from the start. Startled and confused, I stood up to Killian, holding Layton by the neck, glaring at him. If looks could torture and kill. With how much hate and betrayal was in Killian's eyes, I wouldn't be surprised if it did happen. Layton's gargled voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

My fingers traced the borders of Ether Pack land, sliding along the inked rivers and hills until they rested on one name, scrawled in Leo’s blunt hand: Killian. I pressed my fingertip hard against it, until the parchment tore slightly. My lips curled, and I whispered into the smoke and silence: “Once Lyra is gone, you’ll finally see me and then, you will be mine.” The words lingered, heavy and sacred. I closed my eyes, savoring the vision… Killian’s gaze, no longer clouded by her poison. Mine, at last. And the fire inside me, once a flicker, roared to life.

she laughed “Well hard luck you don't prefer old men. Look Dora, if you keep me alive, I could be very useful to you. I know after what your father did you are really angry with him but can't get revenge on him because he is the Don and also he is your father so let me help you” Karan tried to convince her, Dora was thoughtful for a while, he was right “How can you possibly help me Karan?, Just Incase you didn't notice, I killed everyone except you, not because you are special but because you are the one that treated me the most cruel now tell me why I shouldn't just kill you” she said looking at him

“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-I think I like being strangled…by you or Shane or Neo. I know you strangled me and I know I had nightmares about it but after…you—they touched me, I want to be strangled not in a death way but in a umm… I thank you for taking me away from my home. I wouldn’t know how my blood tastes in my mouth, or have friends, or witness an Agni-kai or be trained by an alpha like you and your brothers. I don’t care about your past. About your mother and all that because I refuse to believe you killed her. My face isn’t pretty after Ria’s punch, will you touch me now?” ‘Never again will I let these sinful hands ruin that pretty face that drives Killian mad’

“K-k…” His fingers dug into the meat of her neck and squeezed—lifting her until she was on her toes, scraping the floor, her fingernails frantically clawing at his wrist. “Please!” Kenna cried out—pained and tearful—as the scorching dragon heat from his palm blistered the skin of her throat on contact. She could smell her own flesh burning. “Because of you,” Killian hissed, his face inches from hers, “I woke up inside a Crow. Do you understand that? Your little scheme humiliated me.”

The shame scalds as hot as fire. "I, Alpha Kelly, Reject Lena Hayes as my Luna and Mate. I never want to see your face again, you're dead to me." Lena could not believe the words she was hearing. She looked at the man who loved her, but in his eyes all she saw was hate. "How can you do this to me? I'm carrying your child!" Killian looks at me with nothing but disgust in his eyes. "That is no child of mine, I know all about how you've been sleeping around, pandering yourself around like a whore."

“Don’t. You’ll weaken yourself.” Her eyes met his. “Then we both fight, or we both fall.” Something in her voice broke through his restraint. He nodded once. Together, they rose. Lukas watched, his smile fading into something darker. “You still think love can save you? Love is a cage, brother. You’ll see that when she dies.” “Over my dead body,” Killian snarled. “So be it.” The brothers clashed. The impact cracked the sky. Killian’s silver flame met Lukas’s crimson shadow, energy splitting the ground like lightning. Every strike they exchanged carried centuries of rage—love twisted into rivalry, brotherhood into war.

Kieran barked. "Thank you for the compliment. But look at you, you are not even worried or bothered that I killed your former beta." "So you admit to being the one that killed Jacinta." Kieran said. "Of course, what is there to hide? We are going to be married soon and I don't want us keeping things away from each other." She said, "Why the hell am I still standing here?" Kieran grumbled as he grabbed Klaus and fling him across the bathroom, his body hitting the bathtub and he dropped to the floor lifeless, blood oozing out from his head.

A single tear slides down her cheek as I smile through my own pain. “You’re still my best friend, Lil. No one could ever take your place.” Her sob becomes a broken laugh. “And you’re mine,” she whispers. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you. I tried, god, I tried but Kill… he made sure those bastards suffered. He….he made sure they burned in their own hell.” My body, my breath, everything freezes. Kill. Suddenly the air feels colder….thicker. The images return, uninvited and violent: