Kill La Kill Main Character Novels & Stories

Adams growled, showing off his claws. “You're a clown,” Nyx said angrily. “We know about your trafficking ring, and the horrible things you've been doing.” “I will kill you, but before I do, I'd like to know who you are,” he said, and when I grew tired of the same question. The red glistening seems to be all they have to see to know that I am Kieran. “I can't wait to go down in history as the man who killed the great Kieran.” He smirked.

“You wouldn’t. You don’t have the guts.You’ve never killed anyone.” I throw my head back and laugh, a dark grin spreading on my lips. “Actually… I have.” She looks at me like I'm lying. “Who?” I grin. “Khlan.” Fear slams into their faces so fast it’s almost funny. “That’s impossible,” Lily whispers. “You couldn’t have killed Khlan. He is the most dangerous thug on this block." I blow casually on my free hand. “Funny. I hear rumors are going around that a girl killed Khlan.”

He hugged Luna and Riana and thanked them for saving him. Alpha Killian had been living with his son and his mate, Riana, for months after he had lost his memory. He had no idea of who he was or what he was meant to do. But one day, his lost memories slowly began to come back to him. He remembered who he was—he was Alpha of the Dark Moon Light Pack. He remembered his mission: to defeat the powerful leader of the other pack, Zillah. Killian was overwhelmed with emotion as he hugged his family close. He was filled with determination to take back what was rightfully his and reclaim his rightful place as leader of the pack.

He wondered to himself, staring at the smiling man in front of him with a terrified look on hi face "My..... Name is Kill" he said, shakily. Lim noticed how much the man was trembling and his mouth widened with an evil smile. "Wow, your name is Kill?" He exclaimed surprisingly. Turning to Charles who was smiling and waiting to watch his next action. Kill had no idea who he just begged. The man that showed no mercy or sympathy to anyone that crossed his path. "I guess that is his actual name man" Charles replied mockingly. "Oh really? That means you must have killed someone before. Mr Kill" his face drifted to the trembling man. Of course it was possible. A man who dealt in drugs would probab

His father nudged him gently and introduced him to Amaya , saying, "Killian , I want you to meet Amaya , the daughter of Alpha Arson." Killian , who was only around 8 years old at the time, couldn't help but find Amaya , the Alpha's daughter, rather unattractive. However, he understood that expressing such a sentiment would surely earn him a scolding if his mother were to hear. Amaya stood out starkly amidst the children he encountered within the influential circles of the kingdom's elite families. She sported wide glasses, freckles, and braces, epitomizing the classic image of a "nerd."

He was out there, lurking, underestimating the girl he tried to kill. She spotted him first, leaning against a lamppost, phone in hand, scanning the street. The same smirk, the same arrogance. He hadn’t changed, and that was a mistake. Aire’s pulse was steady, controlled, her anger simmering beneath the surface. This time, she wasn’t afraid. She was ready. Dee appeared beside her like he’d materialized from thin air. “He’s yours,” he said softly. “But I’m right behind you.” Aire’s lips curved into a dangerous smile. “Good. I like you close.”

"Well?" he finally prompted. She cocked her head and studied him for long moments. "You're new here," she said at last. "You're one of the Walker boys. Is this week your turn?" Fuck. Was the whole sordid story common news here? "I'm Killian." He held out his hand. She took it, her warm, soft skin igniting the blood in his veins. Or maybe it was the intense irritation at being the object of common gossip.

One moment, Jake was scrambling to get away me the next – CRACK! RIP! Blood splattered on the ground, straining the floors and the grasses. A scream tore from my throat but it was quickly drowned out by the party's loud music. “Stop! Killian, stop!” I sobbed, trying to get Killian to stop hitting Jake but he was gone. His mind had been consumed by something primal, Something lethal. He wasn't fighting anymore. He was killing. And by the time he was done, Jake was dead.

“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.”

He stumbled back. “You… how do you know?” I answered only, my voice like frost. “Because, like you, I was reborn.” Panic tore through him. His eyes went wild, his mouth muttered the same words again and again. “No… no… impossible…” Not long after, the tribe found him dead at the edge of a ravine. The corpse of a lone wolf, rotting and forgotten. And I… I held William’s hand and walked toward our future. Under the rising blood moon he bent to my ear and whispered,