Killer Instinct Jennifer Lynn Barnes Novels & Stories

The two start to leave the gallery room in order to prepare the mansion to welcome Lady Titania Gridon, the descendant of Tyrelle and Julie Gridon, to the Beaumont mansion. In the butler’s mind, there’s no doubt that when the time comes, the killer smile will soon make the two young wolves realize that they are mates - just like how it did with Aelfric and Gabriella Beaumont.

Even though his face was hidden under a mask, she knew that he was scared. "Shoot him! Jenn! Kill him!" Jennifer heard Frank's cries. Her eyes narrowed into slits. Her grip around the cold handle of the weapon tightened. Her fingers were pressed against the trigger. Could she do it? Her racing heart and uneven breaths made the situation worse. She had never killed anyone in her life. Her brain kept warning her that this was wrong. "Finish him off!" Frank's urgent cries kept pushing her to pull the trigger. She gulped. Her finger pressed on the trigger.

Joshua and Ysabelle was went to the rooftop and they were close to the helicopter, they were a few steps away from getting on when suddenly someone shot at the fuel tank. Richard almost choked on air in shock. Joshua and Ysabelle froze as their hearts sank, standing there was a beautiful woman in black. She was in tight suits with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She was the word number one female killer, Lesly hunter! Joshua glared at her as Ysabelle tried to calm down. She had started to walk in front of Joshua, planning to fend bullets with her own body. But how could Joshua bear with that? Knowing what she was about to do, he quickly pulled Ysabelle to side away from his front.

"An influencer in our complex just killed someone! The victim was a pregnant woman, and both she and her baby lost their lives!" "I know, right? I just saw the pregnant woman's husband storming toward our building with a kitchen knife!" I had just reached the elevator when I heard several middle-aged women chattering away. I froze for a moment, feeling a phantom pain in my neck where the knife had slashed me. The scene of my brutal death in my previous life felt as vivid as ever.

The sun had barely risen when Isabella boarded the early ferry with her twins hidden beneath heavy shawls. She kept her head lowered, her features shaded by a plain scarf. To the ferry’s crew, she was just another weary mother traveling inland, clutching her children too tightly against the morning chill. But inside, her mind was roaring. She had killed Aura. Not because she wanted to, not because she planned to, but because Aura had come for her children and left her no choice. The bruise on her arm throbbed where Aura had grabbed her, and she could still hear the sound of her skull striking the hearth.

she says as she turns the laptop to me. All I catch is shadowed images of a man's form. Nothing that gets his face up close in any of the shots. Sarissa scrolls down countless images of countless horror deadlines as she continues talking. “They say that he is dangerous,” she says, laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world when she comes across posts and articles highlighting his horrors. “They say he is a vile, wicked killer. No-mercy man. Always ready to put a bullet in the head of anyone who dares to cross him or betray him.” She looks at me, eyes crinkling with excitement, derangement and pure anticipation. “Isn't that perfect?”

"Venessa ..... Venessa listen......" "Viki's dead. Venessa is a bad girl. She caused him death. Venessa is a bad girl." She started slapping herself. "Venessa stop. Please Venessa stop. You'll hurt yourself. Stop. Victor..... Venessa please stop for Victor." "Viki's dead. Venessa caused it. Venessa was a bad girl and Viki died." Jonathan got no other choice and he picked the sedative Erica left on the tray for Aiden and injected it in her arm.

Jean said in an angry voice. “It means you already decided me as a killer and now you are trying to fit the consequences and the evidence in me. And I won't let you do that. If needed I'll find that Dr. Killer myself and then prove how wrong you all are.” after saying that Jackson anxiously stood up from the chair and stomped out from the room.

Jenny looked at her and managed to stand up. "Please, I don't want to be a slave," she begged in a sob. "Neither of us wanted," Melissa replied in a low voice. Jenny looked at her and their eyes met each other. Alex observed both of them. They were two slave-to-be. One was about to become a slave trainee, and the other just arrived. Melissa had accepted she had to be trained as a slave. The other had not accepted she would become a slave. They both were nude, their hands tied behind their back and wearing ankle cuffs. Jenny was looking at the black girl with what seemed to Alex as a mix of fear and horror. Alex wondered if Jenny realised she would become an obedient slave like Melissa. Melis

" Back then, my dad believed a rumor and drove up the mountain in a blizzard. I had always thought it was just an accident. My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at him. I could no longer control the twisted look on my face. "Hayden! I want you six feet under just like my dad!" I used all my strength to pull myself up. I reached for the shattered glass and tried to stab him with it, but the moment I picked it up, the attending physician stopped me. "Mr. Kirkland, your mother just flatlined!"