Kill La Kill Sisters Novels & Stories

He took another sip of wine before asking, “Who is it? Who do you want me to kill?” Lyka hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. “Ky… Kylie.” Surprise flashed across Ryan’s face, quickly replaced by anger. “How the hell am I supposed to kill someone who’s already dead?” he growled through gritted teeth. “The one Myra supposedly murdered.” Lyka stayed silent. Ryan let out a cold, disgusted laugh. “You’re really something else. Framing your own sister like that. I didn’t know you could be this vicious.”

When at last Kate caught up to them, she didn't show up alone. “What part of forcefully retired actually means you're fired did you not get, Kray Kray Katie?” said Keira, holding up a gun to her sister's head. “I'm Katherine Dormer. I don't get pushed out,” said Kate sternly. By now, all three siblings were in a standoff, guns aimed at each other. “Katherine, Keira. So nice of you both to drop by, but we really must be going,” said Neil. These were trained assassins, one as good as the other in their own way. All well versed in the other's strengths and weaknesses. But at this close range, it hardly mattered. It was anyone's guess who would be the last assassin standing if they all pulled th

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

“She’s not a little witch. “This is my sister. She’s the most important person to me in this world.” Kimberly was stunned. She stammered. “T-That’s impossible. Your sister’s a cripple. How could this girl be your sister? “There must be a misunderstanding.” Kimberly crawled to Lucas’s feet and tugged on his trousers with a hopeful look. “Lucas, you must have mistaken her for someone else.” Lucas kicked her away with disgust. “My sister? How could I possibly mistake her for someone else?” He grabbed Kimberly’s hair and dragged her until she was kneeling right before my corpse. He then waved his hand, and the bodyguards behind him rushed into the crowd of guests.

A woman was being resuscitated inside a patient's ward. My older sister, Yvonne Jones, was crying hysterically as she begged the doctor to save the woman. I was the only one who was aware that Yvonne was the real murderer. Yvonne was kneeling on the ground as she begged the doctor who was trying to save the woman, "I'm begging both of you to save her. Winona is my best friend!" Everyone inside the ward was touched by their friendship and tried to comfort her.

My body was packed up and taken away in a car. On the way, the squad leader, Captain Carter, drove while talking to Dad, "The murderer’s methods are very similar to Selene’s case years ago." Selene was my older sister. Back then, I had begged her to take me out to buy figurines and we encountered kidnappers on the way. She fought them to save me. She told me to get the police. When I returned, she had already been burned to death. It was exactly how I also just died.

And if I was honest with myself, there was a twisted satisfaction in seeing her fall apart. Lila shoved me hard, her tears vanishing into rage. “I knew it. You’ve always been a bitch. But I never thought you’d be this heartless! I’m your sister!” “Step-sister,” I corrected, my tone icy. Her face darkened. “You—”

“I told you this would happen!” Waitㅡ what?! I struggled to form words. “Wait, I can explain. She's lying!” His mum stepped forward, fury written across her face. “Is it not enough? The havoc and the rumors you've spread against your own sister?!” She seethed, voice harsh. I took a step back, struggling to form words. “Youㅡ That's not what happened, hear me outㅡ she's lying to you all! She cheated on Alpha Orionㅡ”

Without hesitation, she locked him in the basement for three days and three nights until he starved to death. My mother-in-law cursed at me, saying, “You bring disaster. You are the one who killed my daughter.” Later, Wendy escalated things and directly accused me of having improper intentions toward her. After it began trending online, I suffered overwhelming harassment. In the end, on a cold winter day, an overzealous netizen stabbed me to death in an alley. When I thought about all this, the rage inside me almost swallowed me whole. I wished I could kill every one of them.

Hard to miss or forget. "You're just jealous because Daniel was staring at her all night," another woman replied. That sounds like Ficanzi, Nicholas' younger sister. She's close to my age, maybe a little younger, with light brown hair and eyes. I've only spoken to her once, but she seems nice. "I don't care what Daniel does. I already have Theo," Kianna replied. I heard a rustling sound like someone digging through their wallet, then silence, probably putting makeup back on. "They killed her boyfriend for taking her away, did you know? A guy from Moscow."