Killer In Me Is The Killer In You Mga Nobela at Kwento

Talking in the dark kitchen didn't solve anything. It was a verbal handshake in the ruins, a mutual agreement to stop calling the conflict 'The Threesome' or 'The Other Woman' and to start calling it by its true, terrifying name: Us. Our own broken machinery. The enemy was no longer a phantom; it was in the room, wearing our faces.

“This house is mine. Kneel, or be erased.” … Some did. Some didn’t. And some … were already loading their guns.

"I will find you and kill you I promise." "You know I can never be found Ace. Please try, it would be our foreplay. We would both be so horny when we find ourselves. It would be like hide and seek." "I will kill you." I was already imagining it. "I can't wait. In the meantime, I will have fun jerking off to videos of Aella. Remember I am always watching."

Could that be the reason I reacted that way? That was years ago. I tapped aggressively against the table, confused and angry. I kissed the person who killed my park members. The betrayal had come from me, again. Ishtar was a different person, and I just needed to make my peace with that face. Still, if she was an ordinary person, why does she calm my wolf so? Why do I feel whole, saner when she is around? There were so many unanswered questions. Questions I'd love to ask Minerva herself, why did she side with the hunters? Why did she kill all those people? She committed suicide before I could get to her.

Killan delivered a powerful strike, sending the Alpha hurtling backwards and causing his seat to topple over in tandem. A stir erupted within their assembly as the opposing side's Beta sprang into action, mirroring the swift response of the Sun Forest Pack's own Beta. Their eyes locked in a fierce gaze as low growls rumbled from deep within their chests. The tension between them was palpable, each one daring the other to make the first move. "F*ck you! Whoever insults my mate, I will murder them! You will eat everything you say when your mate becomes homosexual!" Killan's voice echoed through the room as he directed his fury towards the Alpha, who lay barely conscious before him.

"Kill his will of life." "Kill him."

You killed him. You killed your own brother...

When I reach the belt, the shape is kind of odd. "... The victim was a prostitute... Last night." Hearing those words on TV makes me sober. I run to the bedroom and watch the news. A photo of a woman, a hooker showed. She was killed last night. The cause of death was a double hit by a rock near her. That wasn't right. I remember I strangled her last night with my belt. What was that? No, no.

If I tell you something and you don’t like it, try to consider my reasoning, know that it means everything to me to find someone like me, that I can talk to. Tilly is the only person who knows what I am. But she doesn’t want to know the day to day, the details. Sure, others at work know I’ve killed, they know what the job is and they do it too. But I am not a killer by trade, I am a killer because it is what I am.” “A monster,” I said. “I’m a fucking monster…” He looked at me for a good minute. “Not if you do it my way,” he said.

I raised my hand and pointed at someone. "She's the killer!"