Killer Instinct Moves Novels & Stories

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

Looking at them. My heart skipped when Lexy change the angle of his head and our eyes met, instead he intensified the way he kissed Anita, holding her closer to him while still looking at me. Hot tears pooled my eyes again. "Stupid! Kelsi you're very dumb", I cursed silently. "Look at what you've done to yourself, look at your life!! I slowly walked passed them ignoring Lexy's stare and checked the first room, checked the forth i was about opening the last door when I heard delvin voice.

he stuttered weakly. "Well, if anyone can change Kaal's decision. It's me, and I am in no mood to kill you," I calmly responded. "Please... Please," he cried out in fear. At that moment, I was enjoying Malhotra's reaction. He had made a blunder, so he had to pay for it. That's how the Silent Killer works. "I won't kill you, but I can make you suffer and live in agony for a lifetime. Something that would be much more brutal than death and you would have no other option to run from it," I casually spoke while he gulped and cried in fear.

Kael shouted, but everyone was more focused on Annie, on the fact that she was becoming a human torch fueled by trauma and desperation. "I'm sorry," she was saying, over and over, as the flames grew. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But I can't—I can't let her die. I have to go—" Killian made a decision. He moved faster than anyone could see, crossing the distance between them in a blur. His hand came up to the side of Annie's neck, finding the pressure point with the precision of someone who had done this several times. He pressed hard. Exactly the right amount of pressure in exactly the right spot.

It was so good that he started speeding up his movement. "F..Fuck" Killian's fingers were digging harshly into her thighs as he started thrusting back again. Lisa's eyes widened in pleasure as he hit a spot within her that left her almost drooling. She wrapped her legs around his hips to hold him closer. She placed her hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying out loudly

Five fucking days until Silas ripped the lie away and delivered me to the Council in chains. A deliberate, bone-deep knock...three slow beats...rolled through the wood. My pulse slammed against my ribs. I cracked the door and Killian was already moving, sliding inside like smoke, bolting it behind him in one ruthless motion. He didn't speak. He simply braced his back against the door and devoured me with those molten-gold eyes. Sweat darkened his shirt in patches across his chest and shoulders; his hair was wrecked from the pits. He looked like a man who’d fought all day and was still starving.

Like a leash had been cut. I screamed—not in pain, but in fury—and lunged. I didn’t aim. I didn’t think. I felt. And for the first time, I moved like a wolf. Fast, brutal, instinct-driven. I drove the dagger through the creature’s chest and didn’t stop until it vanished into ash. The circle cracked. I collapsed, panting, the dagger clutched so tightly it bit into my palm. When I looked up, Killian was watching me with something almost reverent.

“It acts like a beacon for other dark Alphas. Silas doesn't want the Catalyst healed. He wants to steal her power.” Killian didn't hesitate. He grabbed a heavy metal crowbar from the floor, his gun was empty. He stepped out into the freezing wind. He looked like a man with nothing left to lose. His eyes were pure, lethal gold. Sarah, get in the driver's seat, Killian commanded. If I don't clear a path in two minutes, you drive through them. Don't stop for anything. “Killian, you're not shifted! You can't take a pack on foot!” Leo yelled, jumping out to stand beside him.

he said finally, voice low but fierce, “I think I know how to strike back. He wants me reckless. Let’s make sure he regrets underestimating us" "Now, let do that. We hit him where it hurt." Ivy said. Killian returned his gaze to the videos, watching, memorizing, letting the images fuel his resolve rather than break it. Every calculated beat of Robert Wolfe’s manipulation only hardened him. “You think you have me,” Killian whispered, voice raw but cold, “but you’ve just awakened the beast inside. And when I move… you won’t know what hit you.” He was ready. Not yet reckless, but ready.

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.