Killer Game Novels & Stories

“This is about justice. About what they did to us. I don’t care what it takes.” “You don’t care?” she whispered, eyes filling with emotion. “You’d pretend to fall in love with him—just to kill him?” “This is the only way. I’ve trained my whole life for this. Lucien has to die.” Silence stretched between us. Then Lydia stepped forward, her voice soft and scared. “If you do this and they find out—” “They won’t,” I said quickly. Evelyn’s fists clenched. “Then we’re going with you.”

She stated Kelly was looking a little shocked, I guess she didn't see it coming. He first remove her earing and then her wrist watch. Then he scanned her body from head to toe, as if he was contemplating on what to do next. Kelly gown was a deep back gown..then he moved behind her and unhook her bra. My eyes almost left it socket. I was shocked and Kelly just stood there like a robot as he removed her bra. The other student cheered, they were obviously enjoying the game. Then a girl picked a number too and her bottle landed on that guy I saw kissing Tala earlier. They were asked to kiss for five minute, which they did without delay.

Kamdiri said with a fit of anger as he turns his back on the others. Then Gerald looks at Ike and smiles "Finally you are not the one that killed me!" Gerald said to Ike. "Yeah am not the one that killed you but I thumped you down and then I have your blood in my bare hands" Ike replied and showed him his bloody hands before Gerald's eyes shuts down and finally the general died. "Kamdi what have you done! you don't think before taking any action?" Kambiri asked as he reaches out to Kamdiri. "And what have I done, and what exactly do I need to think before I kill him!?" Kamdiri yelled at him.

Cassian Reed - Journalist (DECEASED). "Cassian Reed," Kara whispered. "We... we killed him." She scrolled down. There were hundreds of names. "This isn't a game," she gasped. "Oh my god, it's a hit li—" Suddenly, her screen glitched. Red pixels ate the text. The names scrambled into garbage characters. ERROR: FILE CORRUPTED. SYSTEM: Anti-Cheat Protocol Detected. Unauthorized Data Deleted. "No!" Kara screamed, hitting her keyboard. "No, no, no! I had it! I saw it!"

The shot goes wide, shattering the bathroom mirror into a thousand pieces of silver glass. Kir fires twice. The suppressed rifle coughs and two rounds punch directly through Vargas’s chest. The impact throws the man backward against the shower glass. He slides down the marble wall, smearing blood all the way to the tile floor. Kir walks forward. He stands over the body and aims down at Vargas’s head and fires one more time to ensure the kill. "Target four is down," Kir says. His voice is perfectly flat. A logistical endpoint. "Rally at the truck. We are leaving."

Nikolai followed, less rigid, more casual, but there was that perpetual edge to him, like a blade left just within arm’s reach. “Any update on the corpse?” I didn’t bother with pleasantries. Killian nodded. “We identified him. Red Cross Assassin. Name’s Ryker. Excommunicated from the Ukrainian Guild, recruited into the Cross four years ago. He was one of their best.” I cocked a brow. “They sent one of their best into my house, and he got snapped like a twig?” Killian hesitated. “Declan did it.” Nikolai folded his arms, looking vaguely impressed. “It wasn’t luck, either. I watched him fight earlier. He challenged me to a duel thinking I was just ‘stalking’ him. He gave me a run for my credits

Karma couldn't tell if it was real or fake, but it was not her business. Karma pulled out the spare keycard and slid it through the reader. The lock clicked open. She pushed the door hard. It slammed against the wall with a crack like a gunshot. Wood splintered as the door crashed against the wall. Mia's body went rigid. A scream tore from her throat in fear. "What's happening?" Marcus yanked at the restraints. The metal bit into his skin. "Who's there? What—" Karma walked in calmly, not in a hurry and unbothered, with the knife in her hand. She reached for the door and shut it.

she told him looking worried “Hey, your brother mentioned something about your limited knowledge about this place, how long have you been here?” “About a year or more, I can’t tell anymore" she looked him straight in the eyes “it wasn’t easy getting to this place". “I ......-" he waited for a customer to pass by before he continued in a lowered voice “I wanted to know, that first guy we killed-" “You mean YOU killed" she cut him off “Ok" he sighed “the one I killed, he called me something, he called me Jhin I think, is that my name or is that even a name”

I unlocked the case with a silent, three-factor biometric press. My fingers brushed over the matte-black carbon fiber of my custom Glock, the lightweight ballistic vest, and the specialized, encrypted satellite terminal. I pulled the terminal out, setting it on a low workbench facing away from Malakai's cot. The soft, blue-gray glow of the boot screen illuminated my face, casting sharp shadows across my collarbone. My fingers flew across the mechanical keyboard, typing with a blinding, silent speed. The network loaded. A secure channel to Zero blinked green.

now saying it softer. "A game will occur tonight, so better be ready, don't worry the rules are simple." She said and glanced around to spot anyone nearby, "Killer and Targets, that is the most important thing you need to take note of. Killers will kill, Targets will run and hide. The Killers will be given a random assasination weapon and a target's information, while the Target will be blindfolded and tied on the hands. Each round of the game will end in three ways, first is if the target was able to name the killer in front of them, second if the killer was able to kill the target, the third option is if at 8 a.m. no one was able to kill the target or the killer in front of the target wasn