Kill The Evil Man Novels & Stories

Even Phelan could not rescue her from this life's stain. Aurora closed her eyes, preparing to endure the pain that the man would bring, the evil man she couldn't even see clearly. At that moment, someone appeared and kicked the evil man who was trying to rape Aurora. The music suddenly stopped. The mysterious man was tall and cold. That mysterious person hit the bad guy so much that he couldn't even get up.

The man killed his mate with his bare hands for nothing at all, I saw him, and he told the pack she died in her sleep. He saw me standing at the door looking at him while he was strangling her, and he smirked at me. When he was done, he came to me and told me that women were evil and that they did not deserve to live. He made me believe that my mother was evil and wanted me dead. He said he killed her to protect me, and I believed him.

I want to kill him. I want to eviscerate him. I want to rip him to shreds. But as I roll over to try and face him, to try and make this man pay for the terrible evils he’s committed, I feel myself slip into unconsciousness.

He was trying to intimidate me and he was successfully doing so. "You want to know?" I asked because I knew I could give him more than one reason, I could give him many more. "For starters, you're a bad man, you kill people unjustly, you're the reason why some asshole like yourself is gonna be chopping innocent girls' hands if his desires are not met, you're manipulative and you like to hurt people for fun and..." "If the doctors don't open the door with good news about Pete, I'll do to you what I should have done when I caught you here before I changed my mind."

, Eva said. "I am not interested in making a blood shedding memory Eve", Damon said. "no, you will remember a great victory, we can do it together", Eva said. "are you kidding me, they have got bombs", Damon said. Eva smiled sarcastically and walked back near the truck holding lighter in her hand. She climbed the truck and at once everyone stopped shooting. "I know your demands, lets have a fair fight", Eva demanded. Without hearing her, the next moment a man tried shooting her above the truck but Damon got in between. He pulled Eva and shot the man to death instead. Eva looked proudly at her husband and continued with her demand,

He stumbled back. “You… how do you know?” I answered only, my voice like frost. “Because, like you, I was reborn.” Panic tore through him. His eyes went wild, his mouth muttered the same words again and again. “No… no… impossible…” Not long after, the tribe found him dead at the edge of a ravine. The corpse of a lone wolf, rotting and forgotten. And I… I held William’s hand and walked toward our future. Under the rising blood moon he bent to my ear and whispered,

“Yeah now I think I'm the one who has to shut someone out.’’ I retorted back sassily at her. She refuse to respond now and stayed quiet. I stretch my palm just above the slit on the man's chest and let my blood stream in, but I don't expect it to sizzle hotly like oil in a heated pan, burning into his flesh like a mixture of deadly portions. “Hands on his chest.’’ Lea commands, and I did as she said. We begin to read the the reversal spell together, joining our souls in one to awaken the healing veto. One minute. Two minutes. Then he jerks up, and begins to convulse in a sharp rhythm as the axyon stretched through the thins of his veins to his chest. Soon enough, the deadly yellow liquid slo

Killian announced, “is my woman. You will respect her. If anyone so much as looks at her wrong, you know what happens.” “Yes, boss,” they answered in unison, bowing to her. “Bring me one of the captives,” Killian ordered, moving to a throne-like chair and sitting down. He pulled Calla onto his lap. A man was dragged forward, thrown to his knees. “I told you not to go near those kids again,” Killian said, picking up a gun. “They’re disabled,” the man sneered. “Their organs will be useful to someone else.” Killian turned Calla’s face toward his. “This is how dangerous I can be.” He pulled the trigger twice. The man collapsed. Killian didn’t blink.

I asked, my voice low and conversational. The man spat a glob of bloody phlegm onto my boot. "Go to hell you bastard!” I didn't flinch nor did I look at the boot. I just took a slow, methodical drag of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke into his face. "I've been there, Son. Now, let’s try again. Where is your Don?" The survivor stared at me with his one good eye, a spark of defiance still flickering in the dark. "I don't tell the Valak secrets to worthless scum like you. I know who you are. You're the one Don Bane destroyed . He threw out like trash."