Kill Shot Book Novels & Stories

His eyes were bloodshot, tear tracks streaking his face as he lurched toward me. "Evelyn! Look what you've done!" With that furious shout, he slapped me hard across the face. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood. Gabriel's mother, Patricia Wilkinson, collapsed to the ground, sobbing hysterically. "Oh God, this is terrible! I told you not to mess with the gas lines during the renovation, but you wouldn't listen! Now look what happened! You've killed people!" Camera flashes exploded around me as reporters shoved microphones in my face.

My own picture books were stuffed away in a cracked plastic bin out on the old back porch. She told me I was a big girl now, that I didn't need to look at childish things anymore. As I tugged the box, a sharp staple on the cardboard corner slashed across my forearm and drew a thin line of red. ---

Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous" A minute passed. Five. Ten. Then she heard it. Footsteps on gravel. A door opening somewhere in the dark. Muffled voices— too low to make out the words. Then a pause. And Three gunshots. She clamped her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Silence. Minutes that felt like hours. Then the driver's door opened. He slid into the seat. His hands were steady. His face was unreadable. But there was fresh blood on his shirt— not his, she could tell now, the way he moved, no wince— and his knuckles were raw.

For a brief moment, I wished I could go back to before it all started. *Ivy* I heard Camila's voice echoing faintly down the hall. She and Max were in the lounge, probably discussing Ana… or more like, the mess I created. Well, should I feel bad? Probably. Not really. Not fully. I killed her. That’s the truth. I ended her life with my own hands, and now people were mourning her, not knowing the devil was still walking free. “Gosh, that’s so awful,” Camila said, her voice tinged with shock. “Who could do such a thing?”

"An influencer in our complex just killed someone! The victim was a pregnant woman, and both she and her baby lost their lives!" "I know, right? I just saw the pregnant woman's husband storming toward our building with a kitchen knife!" I had just reached the elevator when I heard several middle-aged women chattering away. I froze for a moment, feeling a phantom pain in my neck where the knife had slashed me. The scene of my brutal death in my previous life felt as vivid as ever.

"Hmm." Edward nodded, signaling that he was listening carefully. "One hit kill, as the name suggests, is to end the battle with the fastest speed, and you can subdue the enemy in an instant, and the means are a little more ruthless, and you can even directly put the opponent to death." Edward was silent for a long time when he heard this, and then asked: "Although what you said is powerful, what if you use modern hot weapons?" I want to learn how to shoot at the shooting range! What is the use of coming to the martial arts hall?

In the end, with no other option, Cindy confessed the identity of the man she'd been seeing. Shaun had already guessed who he was anyway. However, Cindy took things too far, insulting him by saying that he was useless. In a fit of anger, Shaun took a knife and stabbed her, slashing her face until she was disfigured. Then, he stormed to her lover's house and stabbed him as well, leaving him in a pool of blood. This horrifying scene was caught on camera and uploaded online. I was on my way to work when I heard sirens approaching. An ambulance sped past me. I shook my head, thinking nothing of it.

They replied, with a laugh, “The saddest part was the initial impact didn’t directly kill her, as the file suggested. She was on the ground, thinking about her choices for a good five minutes before the blood loss and pain drove her to death. Nearly made me shed a tear from how tragic it was…” “You...you are sick…” Liam shot back, shocked at the depravity of this monster. “Well, I’m glad you realized that now,” They reported, before parts of the wall opened up, “Because it makes what is about to happen a lot easier to understand.”

he exclaims and laughed out loudly in an annoying way. "This is a beginning of my sixth year and the victim I bid for this time around is giving me a really tough time. I wanted to get entertained for a few days before I get rid of her, but I guess it's going to be sooner than expected" he cocked his gun and pulled the trigger and the bullet came piercing the door sending Alice and Powell to lay down back on the floor. "No one is going to stop me from the life I've chosen!" more shots on the metal door.

Jilly wanted to laugh so hard when she heard that. "Do I wanted to see you? I've been gone for a reason. One and clearly to be away from you. I would never want to see myself as a third wheel anymore. I am so done with you, Isaiah. If I could, I would kill you so I don't have to see your face again." As bitter as she was towards him, she would never kill the man she once loved. Aware of the gun on the back of his head, he needed to be fast to avoid an unwanted fire. He moved his head to the side, so it was away from the gun, and as he did just that, the gun went off.