Kill La Kill Novels & Stories

Quinn stood over me, his expression dark and determined. “You killed Kaelion. You killed Gilmore and Mina,” Quinn said. He drew a kitchen knife from his belt and gripped it tightly in his hand. “I would tear you apart, but it would be too obvious that it was me. I don’t want to start a pack war. But you have to die.” He lunged. I screamed.

Since I had distributed everyone's admission tickets myself, I knew exactly where their exam rooms were. As I ran, I planned how to shatter their storyline. Firstly, it was a sweet romance novel. The female lead, Rachel Sharp, was supposed to be a naive yet brilliant top student. The male lead, Timothy Handler, was the cold, domineering school tyrant. Their character settings defined the tone of the story, and were exactly what made readers ship them. The first step was to destroy their character settings. After settling my thoughts, I steadied myself. Then, without hesitation, I grabbed a fire extinguisher from the hallway cabinet and smashed it straight into the glass window of Timothy's e

Kael finally faced him. “I know enough.” “Then tell me.” “No.” Kael said. The word landed between them. Adrian's hands curled inside his pockets. “She almost killed that creature,” he said. “Did she?” Kael asked sarcastically. Adrian's eyes narrowed. Kael held his gaze. The question stayed there. “Did she?”

"Please answer the phone... scream at me... just come back..." 'But it’s too late, Killian. I am already dead. And I am never coming back.'

On the country's most popular live television show, if a death row inmate received forgiveness from the victim's family, they would not be executed. The camera focused on a young man behind a set of steel bars. "Vance Hester. Diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Committed six murders in six months. Currently awaiting execution." The host turned toward the audience. "Our producers contacted the families of every victim in the hope that they might be willing to give him a second chance." But all six families refused to forgive him. They demanded that he pay for his crimes with his life. As the tension mounted, Greyson Reynolds, the eldest son of the Reynolds family and a special guest on the

' Granny Rafflesia had a ferocious look, "You still dare to be so arrogant when you are near death?" She shouted, "Lilo. Come over here and kill him!" "Yes, Master!" Lilo replied and strode forward. She said coldly, "Who cares if you are the Heaven Deviation Path's Sect Master? We still get to kill you. Remember my name. I'm Lilo. Just in case you don't know who the person who killed you is." She drew her longsword and aimed it at Kye's heart. Kye had used up all of his energy. He could not avoid it. The longsword penetrated deep into his heart. Blood gushed out of his body. His eyes were resentful as he fell backward.

Caleb’s heart is throbbing but he needs to calm down… Keesha’s eyes are flaming. “I WILL KILL YOU JOSTEIN!”

When I reach the belt, the shape is kind of odd. "... The victim was a prostitute... Last night." Hearing those words on TV makes me sober. I run to the bedroom and watch the news. A photo of a woman, a hooker showed. She was killed last night. The cause of death was a double hit by a rock near her. That wasn't right. I remember I strangled her last night with my belt. What was that? No, no.

The alpha heir is alright. KILL: Alright? Really? Just wait till you get back. We’ll see if you’ll be calling me “alright” after I get my hands on you again. ME: OMG. You’re too funny. I’m kidding. You’re awesome! The best! I have to go, love. G has been hovering, reading your texts LOL. KILL: Ok. Keep me posted. Tell your friend to stop breaking my friend’s heart. ME: LOL. Will do. LovU.

I was wrong “ Let me go” She shouted as I carried her with me. I held her tight that she could not move for a moment “ I want to kill her. She killed my son. I want her dead” She kept on shouting that I had to hold her with one hand and keep my other hand on her mouth “ Let me go” she kept of producing muffled sounds but I knew what she was talking about