Kill Me If You Can Bl Novels & Stories

"Better than you know yourself." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I can give you tonight." Frustration rose in her chest, hot and sudden. "People say you've killed thousands. They say you're cursed. They say you cannot die, and I saw the number above your head today, and it said zero, and you're still standing here as if that means nothing at all." Her voice cracked slightly on the last word. "What are you?"

He slipped and was about to fall off the cliff. However, he grabbed my hand and begged me. “Don’t let go! I’m begging you. I don’t want to die!” I found that ridiculous. “Didn’t you want to kill me just now?” Of course, he would not admit that. He hurriedly shook his head. “No, dear. Don’t worry. I never wanted to kill you. I was just joking.” I watched him indifferently. “This is your last chance. Otherwise, I could always let you fall. No one will know if someone dies here, right?”

Her smooth features scrunch up peering at me with bloodthirsty eyes. “I’ve always despised you, you are in no way fit to carry the power you possess” Her features register with sadness, an emotion I deem hypocritical from a lady as vile as she is. “I regret not assassinating you there’s no need for the pretense the man killed he was my loyal friend you’re only breathing because of the blood you hold unless I will blow your fucking brains out and feed you to my dogs ” To demonstrate she brings out a gun it makes a crack sound as she points it directly at my head.

The woman turned away taking a step back towards the chair, “But tell me Siri, can you say for sure you are his?” Siri held his grandma by the shoulders, turned her back towards him, meeting her eyes straight on, he answered, “Yes. I know for sure I am his everything.” The old woman swallowed hard, her eyes still stormy with rage as she challenged her grandson in a rather frighteningly calm tone, “Then why didn’t he fight for you?”

"Please don't do anything stupid and violent." "Hah, didn't you know?" Jayce flashed a wicked smile. "Stupid and Violent are my middle names."

"Do it Eyshana....do it...end him...end everything, your pain, your misery....shoot him Eyshana....SHOOT HIM...KILL HIM....END HIM EYSHANA.....KILL HIM" BANG!!!!!!

“I can kill her if that’s what you want, Sandra.” My mouth froze. The air felt thinner. Sebastian would actually do that, and a shiver ran through me.

he smiled and gazed at me. “If you were so good at it, you could’ve gone for the head,” Killian said wearing a silly smile. “No no, I’m not still convinced you’re good at it.” “I just showed you a little glimpse of what I could do, and you’re doubting it? Should I actually demonstrate my next target on ——“

“One life for one life.” Killian’s grip tightened around my arm. “You take one more step toward her,” he warned lowly, “and there is no coming back from it.” The sea roared back to life suddenly, the illusion wavering for just a split second. I reached into the pouch at my belt and flung a fistful of finely crushed charcoal straight into Killian’s eyes before he could anticipate the move. The dark powder exploded across his vision, and he staggered backward, momentarily blinded as he tried to wave the grit away.

This scene will be raw, fast-paced, and will escalate the danger Aria now realizes she’s in not just emotionally, but physically. The gunshot was silent. Just the crack of glass and the whistle of a bullet slicing through air. Killian shoved her down before Aria even realized she’d moved. She hit the hardwood floor hard, her ribs screaming, her ears ringing. The sound of splintered glass rained behind her. “Stay down!” Killian barked. He was already moving one hand under the table, pulling out a matte-black handgun, the other grabbing a laptop and yanking cords loose in one fluid motion. Smooth. Trained.