Novel & Cerita Killer Cross Over

The Crossbearer. Fuck.

Marcus said quietly, so people near me could hear. I ignored him and tried to calm down. My training with the Brotherhood of the Silver Cross was hard—quiet moves, quick strikes, using my body and knife together. I pulled out my small dagger and spun it easily. I took a deep breath and started. It wasn’t just about strength—it was like a careful, deadly dance. I jumped up, twisted in the air, and landed low, my blade cutting the air softly. Then I stood up and moved fast, acting like I was about to strike hard enough to break bone.

“And now? That illusion has been shattered. That boy didn’t just kill my men. He killed my reputation.” Lennox bowed his head, trembling. “Sir… what are your orders?” Kane’s lips curled into something between a smile and a snarl. “We remind the world who I am. We drown Cross in so much fear, he’ll wish Vance had killed him quickly.” The Council of Wolves

“Then don’t throw yourself to the wolves. Safety isn’t you dying first—it’s you living.” The words hit him harder than a bullet. His jaw clenched, muscles twitching as he looked from her to Blade, then back to the map. Finally, Cruz dragged in a breath and ground out, “Fine. We run Knox’s plan. Two crews. Blade takes the south pier to draw fire. I hit the east with Gray and half the men. Knox, you back Blade up. We keep comms open the whole time. No one breaks formation.” Blade smirked, though his eyes still burned. “Guess you can compromise after all.”

Emma’s voice filled the room. “The cops only drew the parallel today. This killer takes extremely beautiful women, women with rare features. He shaved off all Sally’s hair before he…” She choked on her tears at this point, “Before he decapitated her. And all the other women who have died in the last year had similar special features.” I looked at Colt, and he stared into my eyes. My purple eyes.

I said. She gave me a small smile, eyes moving curiously to the people behind me. “I’d like you to meet our new security team,” I said, gesturing toward the group standing silently at attention. “Everyone, this is my wife, Scarlett.” I turned back to her. “Scarlett, this is Phillip my personal bodyguard.” Phillip stood tall, arms crossed, face unreadable. The kind of man who never blinked under pressure. Cold, focused, lethal. “It’s an honor to meet you, Mrs. Cross,” he said finally, with a curt nod and a surprisingly soft smile.

"Nothing to do with me? Did I hear that right? Addison, you were meant to be mine. But instead, you joined forces with Tucker and betrayed me. "I'll make both of you pay for destroying my life!" Without warning, he pulled a knife from inside his jacket. His bloodshot eyes locked on me as he staggered forward. "Once you're dead, Tucker won't be under your spell anymore! He'll finally stop coming after me! Once you're gone, everything can return to how it was!" Just as his knife came down, the restroom door slammed open. Tucker appeared in the doorway, his eyes aflame with rage. He radiated the air of a true apex predator. The very air around us seemed to freeze.