Kill The Evil Man Novels & Stories

He watched his little brother’s eyes widen a bit at the words “ his loved one,” and he knew he remembered the last time he had used such a name. There was only one person in the whole world who had ever seen him go the way of the vampires of old and become the demon that the humans fear. He had been young around a hundred and fifty, just turned. He had still had his feelings, and he had met a beautiful woman whom he had fallen for hard and quick. Her beauty and her kindness were more than he had ever seen in any other human. An evil man had decided he would burn her at the stake for refusing to sleep with him. That evil man, who had hidden behind the Bible, had raped, tortured, and then burn

His grief consumes him as he cradles his brother's head. He was the last one left. Eva's gaze settled on him, cold and detached. "Thirty-nine down," she muttered under her breath, letting her hidden beast consume her entirely.. She advanced on him, her steps slow and deliberate. The man who had threatened her, who had ordered her torture, now looked up at her with wide, terrified eyes. The leader glanced around and saw the dead bodies of his men with a hole in their head , neck, cheskt, lying lifelessly on the ground. Most of Eva's kills were headshots, neck shots and chest shots.

He ran his gaze on her haunted face before stepping out from behind the tree. He emptied his gun. His gaze was exasperated. Adrik was covering him. Suddenly, a man stood in front of him, pointing his gun at him. The man smirked evilly. He crooked his one side and deadly glared at him. He punched him on his hand where he was holding a gun. Gun dropped from his hand. Before it hit the ground he caught the gun, within a blink he shot the man and two more coming at him. He took their guns from the dead bodies. He beckoned at Adrik to check the area. Adrik nodded and paced around staring at the land.

As he watched the fool writhe in agony, he sneered and stepped on his face. "Just one kick and you are already howling like a loser? How did you manage to stab him, then?" He was lucky that the walls were soundproof. Otherwise, someone might have interrupted him from doing what he came to do. He answered his own question as he watched the loser under his foot try to push his leg away to no avail. "I see. A man who scams a woman and lives off of her will definitely be a weakling. Turns out one weakling killed the other." "What are you talking about?" Ethan gritted his teeth as he asked, his words barely recognizable because of the boot excruciatingly planted on his face.

Eden said and shot the man in the shoulder. The man fell to the floor screaming and Eden walked up to him, pressing down on the wound eliciting more pain from him. "Don't underestimate me, asshole." Eden said and pressed harder; the man was screaming in pain, but no one would hear him. "W-who are y-you?" The man barely got out and Eden smiled a sinister grin. "I told you, death. But to be more specific, I've been sent to kill you and I always fulfil my orders." Eden said and stabbed the man in his other shoulder.

Acting like a hero when someone around you gets asked a question is something I do not condone guys, you are to keep quiet for that person to answer his call and wait patiently for your turn because it will definitely come…you are never to play hero when I am involved because that is type of things that gets the next person killed in cold blood and in this case, it is all your fault. I dragged the chain down to choke the man whilst I stared directly into his dark eyes but he didn’t bulge or get scared staring into my eyes as normal people would. It was obvious that the man had a lot of evil inside him and that night was not the first night he had committed heinous things and there was every

Like I’d grown more powerful. Then Kendall had dropped the real bomb. “There’s a man in this town named Calder Thorn,” she’d said, pacing in front of us like a general addressing troops. “He’s dangerous. More dangerous than any of you can imagine. He wants to destroy Ridgeway Oaks, to drive out the humans and take over the territory for his kind.” “His kind?” Brandon had asked, his face showing confusion like the rest of us.

Yoga, obviously, and he briefly contemplated putting a bullet into her brain there and then, decided against it. His intention was to kill both witnesses quick and clean, and he’d seen Hunter Sullivan’s file. The man was fucking lethal, full-on hardcore, and Evan didn’t want the man to get the drop on him. Killing the bitch now would mean that Sullivan would come shooting out of that cabin like a bat out of hell. Evan’s best move was to be hidden behind a tree and take him out on the porch; meeting Sullivan in the woods was sure to be a huge mistake.

What kind of sweet romance is this? Looking at the criticisms, I smiled widely. Under the murderous gaze of the invigilator, I walked over to Timothy and said, "Your parents died in the hands of Rachel's family. Don't you want revenge?" Looking at Timothy's conflicted gaze, I urged him further by whispering in his ear. "Don't you want to avenge your parents? Or did you think that your grandmother would be able to come out of the drug trial alive?" Then, I pointed to the poison-laced test papers.