Kill La Kill Futa Novels & Stories

Killan delivered a powerful strike, sending the Alpha hurtling backwards and causing his seat to topple over in tandem. A stir erupted within their assembly as the opposing side's Beta sprang into action, mirroring the swift response of the Sun Forest Pack's own Beta. Their eyes locked in a fierce gaze as low growls rumbled from deep within their chests. The tension between them was palpable, each one daring the other to make the first move. "F*ck you! Whoever insults my mate, I will murder them! You will eat everything you say when your mate becomes homosexual!" Killan's voice echoed through the room as he directed his fury towards the Alpha, who lay barely conscious before him.

Aida quickly took out her phone and called Konta. Kiran texted Lindsay Ludwig, "I need to see you within two hours." Aida's call connected, and a man's authoritative voice came through, "Aida." "Mr. Yasuda, there's been an incident," Aida feigned panic. "What happened?" "Fukada, under pressure from Kiran, killed Haro Nijun. Lord Feran tried to avenge his brother but was also killed by Kiran," she lied. "Damn it!" Konta cursed angrily.

She asked in a voice barely above a whisper, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. Alpha Killan was rumoured to be a man-eater. The world had once suspected him to be a hound in disguise. He was known for lending out loans to start-up companies and packs that were about to face bankruptcy. People would return the loan to him the day they agreed, with 10 percent interest. They had promised to return the loan after two months, and the date was approaching. Alpha Killan had one rule for those who never kept their promises, and that was murder. He never gave second chances; like he said, he doesn't believe in them. The last thing they would want was to get killed, or if they were lucky enough,

He clawed out Kaylee's throat, tossing her to the floor. “No. No. No. No.” Kamala scrambled to her side, wailing. Guilt couldn't let Katida move. She was so taken aback, regret washing over her. “I'll kill you,” he promised her. “Oh, I'm scared. So many people want to kill me today,” he laughed. “I'll like to see you try, pretty.” He cleaned Kaylee's blood on Katida's hair, smearing her face too. “You killed your own sister. You're no different from me.”

Allister attempted to yell. “Lyla, is this true!” I screamed as I lifted the knife into the air. Her eyes widened in terror. “Yes,” she tried to jerk out of her handler's grips to no avail. “Yes! This is true! He has them! In some bunker” The Reaper, also know as, Kevin King, also known as Allister’s father, was alive! No that couldn’t be true. If it were that would mean that Allister’s father had planned on killing my father and taking over the pack long ago.

Then I could hear the doorbell ring, I could see Kate from the dash cam, so I opened the door and she wrapped me in a hug. " I'm so sorry" were her words. I was completely numb. "I believe what you said about the nightmares, Mike the homeless man died this morning as well" Kate dropped the bombshell. "That couldn't be" I screamed. Those were the two people the old hag killed. I couldn't control my emotions as I kept wailing. Kate stayed with me during the weekend and helped me with the basic things I needed help with around the house. Kate also offered I stayed at her place but I declined. I can't afford to be close with any other family and later get to know that they would leave this world

Alexei shrugged his shoulders as he deeply exhaled while his eyes looked at Ralph’s “Rara doesn’t know he’s alive, and it’s better that way. However, how long he’s going to remain in his burrow, is unclear.” “So, she’s still on his radar? Never hated that fotzé this much.” Killian let out a frustrated string of curses as his hold on the sharp carver tool tightened. Ralph raised his brow visibly irritated at how Killian had scattered his tools. “I’m going to fucking kill him,” Killian muttered with deadly fury in his pale eyes. “Verfälscht going to get it.”

A predator sensing the kill. It didn't take long. A few more expertly placed hits, a perfectly timed uppercut, and the man crashed to the ground like a felled tree. The referee didn't even bother counting. The fight was over. Kane had won. Again. The crowd erupted, chanting his name, screaming for more, but Kane barely heard them. He stood over his fallen opponent, breathing heavily, his knuckles bruised and bleeding. The thrill of the fight was still there, but it wasn't enough. Not anymore.

"What kind of sick fuck does this?" "We're going to find out," Marcus said coldly. He stood up and looked around, scanning the meadow for anything that might give them a lead. The mist was thick, hiding any signs of struggle or footprints. It was as if the killer had disappeared into the fog, leaving nothing behind but the body and a haunting symbol.

********RILEY******* I was beyond scared for two reasons. One, I have never trained before. Two, Amelia hates me. “Think of your partner as your enemy on battle field, the goal is to make sure your partner ends up on the ground. You may rough them up a little but make sure to be careful.” Keith said. What sort of training is this? Rough your partner up. Yeah right. More like Amelia is going to kill me. “Begin” Before Keith could finish his statement, I felt a punch on my face.