Romans & histoires Kill Your Friends

“There were three young male friends two of them were brothers Whilst the third was their friend, their friend one day got into an heated argument with a random kid from another school, and by that it was every evident that these two kids hated each other to the core ,but one's hate was more than the other and he decided to take it a step further to visit his rival in his hosue… My heart best was froppin by the minute and every now and then I kept looking back at Raph and he was looking at me too. Why did that story sound so familiar??? “...in visiting him in his hosue they got into another fight and then one of the kids ended up being killed, and guess what it was the one one who decided to

Kieran had him in a chokehold before we could blink. “Look here, you’re already on thin ice and I would suggest you start speaking. Angelina is one of my best friends, so I will not hesitate to kill you,” Kieran said icily. Angelina is his best friend? Since when? “Go ahead and kill me leech! You would soon follow me,” Dane choked out. “Kieran, he’s right. If you kill him, it goes against the treaty,” Valden said to him. Kieran seemed to be having a battle before finally letting him go.

Very good but I don’t have the patience to play cat and mouse tonight. He seems to think so as well, because an arrow almost catches me on my face, missing with an inch. “Not cool, I like my face,” I touch the thin line where there is a trail of blood before the cut closes. “You have killed all my friends, I will take joy in killing you!” “Oh them?” I turn to look at the six dead guys. I thought they would be a challenge, with all the high-end equipment and all, but they were unfortunately so easy to take.

Still, he looked so empty. The sight of both brothers made my chest ache. I'd been around them long enough to know that it was never a good idea to piss off both brothers at the same time. They were both different breeds of crazy. And breaking them would only unleash the madness hiding under their skin. Black Scorpion had unknowingly dug his own grave. And I was more than willing to help bury him. Just then Killian's phone rang. He didn't move. I reached for it instead, glancing at the screen. Adam. He was one of our deadliest foot soldiers. If he was calling now, it wasn't for pleasantries.

They love how they split their heads or how they let their blood gush onto their bodies before they kill them. They inhale the essence of the fear in their enemies’ eyes. And finally, they reach their destination where the kingdom hides Alpha Alaric and his strongest men. It doesn’t take the triplets any time to kill off the men who came for them first. “This is a flawless victory, brothers.” Kyle chuckles as he crushes a man till his bones break out of his skin and throws him away like he’s just crushed a piece of paper. “I know, right?” Speaks Kieran next, yanking one’s heart from his chest.

OK… I’d had my fun – time for them to die! “Hell, if I’d known you’re as fucking insane as I am,” I said, chuckling. “I think we could have been friends.” I shrugged. “Too bad you have to die.” “You think I’m bluffing?” Kendrick snarled, all of them ready to tear my throat out. “No, I think you’re absolutely serious,” I replied, getting bored--- and then I attacked, needing to give Victor the opening he needed to kill the fucking witch that kept these fucking from staying dead. They jumped me too, but not before I’d managed to kill a second of their ranks.

he asked. I smirked, "But I’m a legend. And besides I have never killed anyone in my life-" "So far!" he cut me off. I sighed, " Yes so far. I still have my whole hunting career ahead of me to kill as many vampires as possible." Except for Haydon Veneziano, the voice at the back of my head whispered. Well yes, friends don't kill friends. That was the only reason I wasn't going to kill him. He was my...friend.

He said that without his permission, I was absolutely not allowed to die. I didn’t think he’d remember that, but why did it matter now anyway? Before I could respond, a defiant man rushed over. Finn White was my second target and also my best friend in this world. He looked at me like I was trash and flung a stack of photos into my face. “Chloe, since you had the nerve to ruin Hannah’s wedding, I have no reason to spare you any dignity!”

Killian asked with eyes looking at Yifa directly. There it was again. Killian would always use that term, 'friends", whenever they get into heated or casual conversations. Killian was being extra careful with setting boundaries. Yifa just looked at Killian before nodding, " know but we're not best friends." Killian looked at Yifa , horrified and dramatic. "What do you mean we're not best friends? I taught you and fed you and gave you room!" Killian said dramatically while putting a hand on his chest for effect.

Hoping it was all a very, very bad dream. “The Wuffamans?” He nodded only for a book to land squarely on his head. “Ow!” he roared. “What the hell is wrong with you! You agreed?” “I told ya, I didn’t have a choice!” “You have a choice, Alpha Malachi Marcus McBayn. You choose not to kill your best friend!” Another book sailed through the air but he caught it. “He’s threatened you. If I don’t act before the end of the week he’s taking you and doing Goddess only knows what.”