Killer Instinct Moves Novels & Stories

He had both hands on my waist ,his chest heaving up and down as he waited for motion. I started moving slowly ,up and down then grinding on his dick. My breast bounced with each movement. My cunt tightened around him as I felt him stroke every single inch of me with his hardness. Killian puffs out a breath,his face twisted in impatience.“ You're too slow!” He clipped. I stopped moving all together and he glared at me.“ I didn't say stop!” " Well,I'm the one on top so I get to move as I like .” I retorted ,resuming my slow movements.

His confidence cracked, he was scared. I didn't take my chances this time. With the last strength I had, I yanked free from his grasp. Then Killan stepped into the dim light. His eyes were cold, his movements calculated. He charged forward like a predator, grabbing the leader by the throat and lifting him clean off the ground. My mouth ran dry. Killan wasn’t just strong, he was something else entirely. The man wriggled his feet in the air, but Killan didn’t flinch. He didn't even blink. It was like he was made for the darkness, built to be brutal, more like he was used to things like these.

A swift kick sent me crashing to the floor, the air rushing out of my lungs. Killian grinned as the crowd roared, screaming his nickname- the killer- from all sides. I struggled to my feet, and then he was coming for me once more, Instincts kicking in, I shifted right, avoiding the crushing fist aimed at my spleen. Back against the rope, I bombarded Killian with a hail of fast short jabs to his torso, trying to win some space and deliver a knee-strike. My knuckles burned as I managed to side-step and finish the combo with a powerful kick to the middle of Killian's chest, throwing the bigger man to the opposite rope, where he crashed and fell, and the roar of the crowd rose to a crescendo.

I felt my nostrils breathless, filled with mucus, but I couldn't help but shed more tears. Killian was out cold. And just like always—I showed up too fucking late.

I heard Zara murmur something soft to comfort her as I flew down the stairs. I raced out of the building like I had lost my mind. Because I had. I could not lose him. But deep down I knew the truth: if I married him now, I would only drag him into the same darkness that took my mother. The killers were still out there, and they would come for him. I jumped back into my car. The keys were still in the ignition. I started the engine and swerved into the street. I was going to get my man tonight, but I would not stop hunting my mother’s killers. Not even for him.

With that, Urkstin let out a sigh of relief. “What was that for?” I questioned, before Urkstin reached into his back pocket. “Well, according to Akira, I found out that these Motive Videos have a safety warning that shows up once when you first view it. Am I right in thinking that?” He explained. “Oh, you’re right. There was a message that required me to hit a button to proceed. That only shows up once Natsumi?” Mia confirmed, before turning her attention to Akira, who nodded vigorously.

His gesture made it seem like she didn’t want to miss a single detail of my story. “I-” I thought back to the moment when I was with Tiger, the cat's name that I came up with this morning. “I wanted her to live.” “And you thought about it when you stroked her.” It wasn’t a question. It was more like a blatant statement coming from him, like my story was proof that I am a witch. I shook my head. “That’s not enough to convince me, Doctor Kusher.” “Killer Smile.” Doctor Kusher said. With just those two words, he made me freeze on the spot.

His father would not have killed her in case she proved useful, therefore he had reluctantly left her in the cells to rot. "I need you to kill an alpha for me", smiling at how his father's wisdom had proved his young son wrong. "Kill him yourself", a snarl rose from her lips. "I can't. I have a treaty with the Blue Moon pack", he grumbled, unwilling to give this she-wolf important information. There were a few feet between them now and Andrea was certain she could feel the heat radiating off his body. "He's Angry", Nyx cautioned. "Of course, he is. Do you honestly think he will let us walk out of here? It's a trap", she could feel Nyx agreement at her words.

I wouldn’t win if I fought head on against him. Without hesitation, I reached for the small pressure point on his neck. It was a move Drystan had taught me when I was still his student. It is a way to incapacitate someone quickly if I ever needed to. I pressed hard, my fingers finding the right spot, and for a moment, Killian’s body stiffened, his grip on me faltering. Killian is an Alpha wolf, his wolf was strong enough to fight against the drowsiness caused by what I did.

“One life for one life.” Killian’s grip tightened around my arm. “You take one more step toward her,” he warned lowly, “and there is no coming back from it.” The sea roared back to life suddenly, the illusion wavering for just a split second. I reached into the pouch at my belt and flung a fistful of finely crushed charcoal straight into Killian’s eyes before he could anticipate the move. The dark powder exploded across his vision, and he staggered backward, momentarily blinded as he tried to wave the grit away.