Novel & Cerita Kill Them All Book

After the screams, after the chaos, there was nothing but the sound of my own ragged breathing and the slow drip of blood falling from my hands onto the stone. I recognized some of them. There was Marcus, who had taught me to hold a sword when I was five, his kind eyes now empty, his mouth frozen open in a silent scream. There was Lena, who had braided my mother's hair and always saved me an extra piece of bread at dinner, her body crumpled against the wall, her apron soaked red. There was old Thomas, who had told me stories of the first Alpha and laughed at my wide-eyed wonder, his throat torn open, his blood pooling beneath him, his hand still reaching toward the door as if he had been try

“Don’t do that, Nick. Don’t pretend like this doesn’t matter—not with me.” He finally turned to me, looking me dead in the eyes. “You want the truth?” he asked. I nodded. “Fine,” he said, taking a step closer. “You asked, so yes, Kaima, I killed every single one of them.” My breath caught in my throat, but he didn’t stop. “I tore through them because they were coming for him—his pack. He wanted peace, and they wanted to take advantage of that, attack him when he was least expecting it. I wasn’t going to let that happen. He’s family.”

Did Mom have a wolf then? Why am I listed here? Am I born to be hunter? I mean, I feel like a wolf. I have all the wolf things that Zane and Ally do. Lizzie shifted when she turned 18. I look through the book some more and see Onslaught Rage. Yoel? I look through and everyone died on the same day. They must have been wiped out. There is a note at the bottom of their page. Onslaught Rage Eliminated by the Dragons of Thunder. Death by Dragon.

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?”

But I couldn't help but ask and I could feel Sushi's sadness. Sushi gradually shrunk and moved toward me with his head down as if he was weak. I quickly bent down and loaded Sushi. There are tears in his eyes and he's wailing a little bit. His body is soft. He's hurting for his comrades who died. "He's vulnerable right now. Alpha's are affected when their members are killed." Elijah promised me. I don't know how to answer that. I swallowed. "I know I killed them, but I don't have a choice—"

"The Silver Hunters ... I tried to draw them out of the school. Some of them came after me and Aldine, and we ... we did our best." I catch Marybelle's eye, and I can tell she's thinking the same thing as me. What happened to Aldine? Lee continues. "There were too many of them. We couldn't ..." He closes his eyes, trying to push away a painful memory. "They killed her." A wave of shock and grief washes over me, and I can feel tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. Aldine was one of us, a member of our group. She was brave and fierce, and she didn't deserve to die like this.

He fought, pushing his front legs against my chest and wiggling until he was free, but it didn’t last long as I attacked once again, leaping onto his back and pinning him to the ground, I let Thalia take over fully as her jaw opened and her teeth sank into the wolfs neck, with a shake of my head and a tug the man gurgled, his screams dying in his throat as his body spasmed and stilled as the life drained from his eyes. Horror raced through me at the realisation that I had just killed a man. The rational part of my brain knew it was us or him and he would certainly have killed Freya if I hadn’t killed him, but I had been raised to respect peace, not to fight in wars and I couldn’t help the re

"I swear, I won't let go of your hands ever again. There won't be any other woman. I'll only love you. We'll have a kid and live happily as a family." I sneered, "Seeing you makes me sick. I don't want you anywhere near my afterlife." I bolted, and he chased. Minutes later, I hit the elevator where it all started. It was running again now, and I had mixed feelings. As I thought about how to get rid of Anthony, the elevator pulled me in. Right before the doors shut, I caught sight of his panicked face. I smiled, stepping over. This time, I was done with him for good. "See you never, Anthony." The End

“This has only begun.” Sobs burst from me in waves that rattled my core. It was all happening, not a dream. My coworkers, my friends, were dead. “Why? Why are you doing this? What is going on?” His gaze never left the road. “None of that matters. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Why did you kill them all?” So many lives, gone. “Collateral damage, just as you’ll be.” No emotion. A mechanical response.

Steven walked to the workstation and handed Kieth a book titled ‘Art of Duel. “Everybody has to follow the instructions of this book. If somebody does something that violets it, then the other will be crowned winner immediately, and the loser will have to die.” Steven waited for Kieth to ask questions, but the latter remained quietly, calmly reading the manual. “All the Alphas will have to face me. Does that mean Amelia will also have to fight or accept me? After all, she is a female Alpha.” Kieth furrowed his brows and questioned.