Kill The Evil Man Novels & Stories

“Man, everything doesn’t matter now, you only need to know one thing, you will die now, I am hungry, and you are my food. I'm wondering what do you say to that? Silence, tearing the ears with a pulsating ringing and a hum in the head slowly forcing severe dizziness. Thoughts whirled, the whole life flashed before my eyes, like an old film. The man understood one thing very clearly, that in front of him was some kind of evil that wants to take his life, this evil is absolute and, in his opinion, is not right. Requests to leave life were torn on the tongue, a bunch of well-founded arguments in favor of being right. From lips cracked by the wind, broke:

, Alan said. The man saw the chance in situation. There was an iron rod in front of him and the men gave it to Eva. Eva took the rod and kept it on his wound, "now ..... call your people", she said. The man's eye bulged open, tears in his eyes. he was scareda s he begged shaking his head and crying. Eva felt happy and smiled and the men switched the electric current on. The man died with electricity runnig through his entire body..........

Xiao Chen said coldly when he saw that the man wasn’t speaking, and finally spoke honestly about him. “You… how did you know?” he asked, staring at Xiao Chen in disbelief. They’d been so careful to disguise themselves, yet Xiao Chen had figured them out… Wasn’t what they were doing now just a farce in front of everyone? Xiao Chen no longer cared; in his eyes, people who had cast aside their humanity and become traitors deserved no pity. With a single jab of his index finger… he killed the man, robbing him of his soul and stopping his heart, which should have been beating normally. In his final moments, he glared at Xiao Chen with a look of pure hatred; he never imagined that their perfect pl

God, I hated how much that affected me. “Edris,” I whispered. His lips brushed against my jaw. “Hm?” I stared at him for a few seconds before speaking again. “Is there anything you’re hiding from me?” The mood in the room changed instantly. His movements stopped completely, and the teasing expression on his face slowly faded. “What do you mean by that?” My fingers tightened around the knife hidden beneath the sheets. “Why did you kill your best friend, Julian Devereux?” For a moment, Edris stared at me like he hadn’t heard the question properly.

On the country's most popular live television show, if a death row inmate received forgiveness from the victim's family, they would not be executed. The camera focused on a young man behind a set of steel bars. "Vance Hester. Diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Committed six murders in six months. Currently awaiting execution." The host turned toward the audience. "Our producers contacted the families of every victim in the hope that they might be willing to give him a second chance." But all six families refused to forgive him. They demanded that he pay for his crimes with his life. As the tension mounted, Greyson Reynolds, the eldest son of the Reynolds family and a special guest on the

Obviously, they were going to close the door to beat the dog and catch the turtle in the jar. The tattooed man realized that something was wrong. He glanced around and fixed his eyes on Alex, who was waving his stick wildly in the crowd. He shouted sharply, "We don't have any direct hatred. This time, we are just following orders. Now we are ready to retreat, which is to admit defeat. Are you sure you want to kill us all?" Alex knocked down an opponent who blocked his sight with a stick and walked slowly toward the tattooed man. "You're right. There was no direct conflict between you and me. However, from the moment you decided to help the devil, you stood on the opposite side of me!"

5 height, he glanced at the shivering man on the floor. He doesn't kill by gun, the fear of him only killed them. He took a second glanced at him and shook his head before he fired two bullets into his thighs. A loud agony shout filled the room as the man jerked in pain and slumped to the ground. That should kill him slowly and painfully. He is the devil! He marched out with the man groaning in pain behind him which only pleased him more. Satisfaction run through his body. He loved how petrified his moan sounds.

There is so much blood. Maya cut her eyes to one of the men behind him. The crew closed in around me. There was something accusing in the way they looked at me. One of them, a man Maya had always been close with, spoke first, his patience already gone. "Mrs. Sterling. You are out of line. Maya is dying. Are you really going to fight her for the rig? "And if it were that bad, you'd be unconscious by now. Where are you finding the breath to argue?"

“There’s one thing you should know. I promised that I was never going to hurt you. I never said anything about those around you, so it means that I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to do anything bad to you. But if you keep pushing my buttons, Aneesa, the people that serve you will suffer. And I know many tricks up my sleeve that I can use.” It was in that moment that I knew that this man was just as evil as Julian, if not more evil. At least Julian would face you and tell you what you needed to hear, but this man was a snake. He was the kind of person who would say he will never stab you in front, but will stab you at the back and say he never said anything about stabbing you at the b

The man removed his hood. Evelyn saw his face. It was hers. Older. Scarred. Broken. And smiling. He looked directly at Evelyn. Then at David. Then at Hope. Finally, he looked at the place where Lucian had disappeared. He whispered: "You killed my son again." David dropped his weapon. Evelyn stared at him. "Again?" The man smiled. "Yes." He stepped forward. "And this time..." The entire universe went silent. "...I'm going to make you remember exactly how you killed him the first time."