Kill La Kill Novels & Stories

the old man shouted kneeling on his two knees with tears flowing out of his eyes. “We kill!!!” The human city echoed. “People of Texas, it’s time to face our fears and stop running, for how long do we have to do that? is it till we all are dead?Tonight we kill the pregnant bitch and so-called friend. We kill them tonight and we will proceed to kill them all!” “Kill!, Kill!, Kill!” the humans chorused. ********************************************************************************** Alpha Liam droved faster to the hospital parking at a full speed and highlighted to bring out Lyla who was barely alive and barely breathing with sweats all over her body.

Isn't that despicable? The neighbors exchanged glances. "Who would've thought she would be such a person?" "Exactly. She's pretty but rotten to the core!" "She must be vain. I don't think she's a good person." I scoffed silently. "Slander is a crime, Shaun. Do you dare to say all that in front of a camera?" "Slander?" Shaun was furious. " You're still being stubborn, Rainey!" He raised his hand to hit me again, but I rushed into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. "Don't you dare!" I warned him. "Take another step, and I won't hold back!"

I shoved Dad aside, pointed at them, and shouted, "I'll never go along with this! If you even think about touching Grandma, I'll jump off this building to show everyone how shameless you all are!" Dad shot me a look of disgust. "How can you say something so cruel? How can you just sit there and watch someone die? Your grandma could be doing something good. Plus, going through the regular process takes too long. If she donates willingly, it'll be done right away." I let out a bitter laugh. "Oh, sure, you're such a saint for having your mom save someone's life!" Dad raised his hand like he was about to hit me. I saw it coming, so I threw everything in my arms at him, my eyes burning with tears

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.

6 DARRAGH “H oly. Fucking. Fate. Is he ripping its spine out?” The young male that Killian brought with him whispers under his breath, but there’s nothing wrong with my ears. I am ripping its spine out. Actually, I’m cracking it apart, vertebrae by vertebrae, and pitching the bones as far as I can in opposite directions. That’s how you kill this thing. If it can be killed.

“Fine then. Teach me to do things correctly when you get there.” “Bang!” “Arggggggghhhhh! Kieran,you killed them!”

he said, the Don also smiled “I have been in this business longer than you Karan. Unlike you, am not naive or dumb. Your house is surrounded, as we are speaking, all your men have been eliminated except these ones here so I would suggest you start talking because trust me, I will be the man that killed Karan the con of a Lord” Karan practically ran to the window to check for his men standing guard outside and true to the Don ’s word, all of them were laying dead with the Don ‘s surrounding the Villa

"If you hadn't egged me on, I wouldn't have done that," Marina screamed. "It was you. You killed Caitlin. You're the murderer." Anthony suddenly laughed, smacking himself. He wasn't holding back. I could see his cheeks swell up red even from a distance. He dropped to his knees. "You're right. I killed the woman who loved me. Her blood's on my hands. I'm a murderer." I rolled my eyes, and he pulled out his wedding ring, which he had taken off since Marina showed up.

His jaw was shadowed in stubble, his shirt half untucked, but his eyes those were the same: cold steel, sharp and clear. “You’re early,” he said. “You answered.” He stepped aside. “Only because you used the word Blackbird.” She entered. The apartment was stripped down maps on the walls, two laptops open, wires running into God-knows-what. It smelled like black coffee and burnt adrenaline. “You have ten minutes,” Killian said, shutting the door. “And if you mention Cassian, I’ll cut that in half.” Aria raised an eyebrow. “Brotherly love.” Killian didn’t smile. “You don’t know him.”

The words tore from my lips. I scrambled off the couch, collapsed to the floor. Crawled away on shaking hands and knees. I killed her. I killed her. A choked sob escaped me. My whole body shook, drenched in sweat and terror. Sophie lay there—perfect lips parted, skin flushed—but still. So still. Tears blurred everything. My chest heaved with broken sobs. I’d wanted to escape—not… this. What have I done? My stomach lurched. I barely made it to the corner before vomiting, shaking uncontrollably.