Novel & Cerita Kill Me Now Book

Grey's blasting tone was killing as he pushed his guard to the side. With an apologetic look, he sprinted out of the room, returned almost immediately and handed over the knife to Grey. My eyes didn't even see the knife twice and the next thing I felt was a hot slice on my skin. My wrist. And immediately, gore began to ooze out. The last thing I could remember was, I faded out. I died! THE END BOOK TWO COMING SOON… Thanks to you all so much for reading this far; I'll update you once book two is ready. Mmmuah!!!

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It left me with no choice. I had the weirdest feeling as if someone was watching me as I slowly untied the leather cord which was binding the book close. My hands shook as I turned the cover and looked at the first page. 30/11/2007 Today I killed for the first time, it was exhilarating. The excitement of the hunt, father's growled praises still echo in my ears even as I now sit in my room surrounded by complete silence. I can still smell the outdoors, the dirt, the grass, even the mist of Etherea. Milly still thinks she's faster than me, the chit doesn't get it that it's me who's going to take over papa's place after him. She's just going to leave one day with her mate. I don't want her to g

Under their leadership, no one in Moonlight Pack went hungry or cold. They even treated me, an orphan, as if I were their own child. Those years in Owen's home were the happiest of my life. What they gave me, I would never forget. And it was precisely because of that debt that when I killed them, I made it quick. One clean strike each. I didn't let them suffer. While I lay there lost in memory, the potion had already begun extracting the first fragment. A flash of white light, and the sealed memories materialized before the crowd.

The book had done very well. I had walked out of the dark of all of it. Eventually, I moved to a city by the sea. There was no Mason there. There was just my future, and it was bright.

Flashback – The Day I Killed For Him He was cornered. Surrounded. I picked up the gun without hesitation and fired. My first kill. My first taste of blood. He said, "You belong to me now." And I believed him. Foolish. Naïve. Blind. Present Day – Ballroom – 6:30 PM I pulled away from both men. "You want a queen? Earn her. You want a wife? Cherish her. You want a warrior? Let her fight." The crowd was silent.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

This makes her fall off balance, leaving most of her body exposed to me. I channel my power and kick her in the stomach as hard as I can. She flies backward, tumbling over the staircase, her mouth and eyes wide and silent with surprise. Hacking and coughing, I scramble on all fours to the side of the stairs. Elena lies below, right next to Hank's body. She doesn't move. The sick truth sets in, and I fall backwards onto my butt. I've killed her.

She melted at my kiss like she always did. “Ew!” Killian said from over my shoulder. “Kissing Mommy gross.” “Really?” I asked. “I love Mommy’s kisses. Almost as much as I love Mommy.” Penelope has a new romantasy series coming out under the pen name Penelope Barsetti. I was fifteen when the Death King came for us.

I barely made it to the corner before vomiting, shaking uncontrollably. The taste of bile burned my throat. My whole body convulsed with grief, horror, self-loathing. I killed her. I pressed a trembling hand over my mouth, muffling the sobs. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. My clothes—where were they? I forced myself to move—staggering, grabbing the scattered pieces. Shoving trembling legs into pants, pulling my sweatshirt over shaking shoulders. I glanced once more at Sophie. Her perfect body. Her empty eyes.