Killer's Sweetheart Novels & Stories

I lost my smirk when her lips twisted in disgust and her body shudder with revulsion. 'Acid with cherry on top and make that to go!' She squealed. I sighed and rolled my eyes back to the screen. Ignoring her is healthier. 'Can I eat now? I'm still hungry.' Have you ever had the desire to strangle the daylight out of someone? Give that person a slow, miserable death? Break that person's soul until there is no string of hope left in it but still, when you have the powers to do so, you can't just do it because everyone love and support that person? Have you experienced the pain of wanting to kill that person so bad, even when you know you can't just end him or her? Well, if you haven't, let me

Mike tagged along to ensure my safety. Eleanor was already there, her eyes blazing with anger. "I saved Adrian, and I'd go to jail for it. I regret loving a heartless man like you. He's dying, and you just watch. I chose to save a life, and you reported me? You're vile. I'd never marry you."

well, financially rewarding. The slight emphasis was almost imperceptible, but Estela felt confident that Michael Halsey had understood. She finally landed the killing blow. However, someone like Neils Andersen from Fierce Captain would be doomed to be a lone wolf in real life. When a woman needs a real guy, she's looking for more than someone who can "swash and clasp" in and out of bed. After her statements, the room became silent for a moment since everyone present was aware of Michael Jensen’s very precarious position, which served as a model for the male protagonists in his writings.

Sandy could see that her friend was deeply in love and completely smitten. She was eager to meet the man who had captured Emily's heart and hoped he was worthy of all her attention and affection. Little did she know, it was the same man she couldn't forget. Emily was a sweetheart and a beautiful young woman. Sandy had always admired Emily's delicate, effortless beauty and sometimes wondered if guys saw her more as a soft beauty like Emily rather than as a "hot girl." But as days go by, into weeks Sandy found herself getting a bit envious of Emily or so she thought, as all Emily seemed to talk about was Ben and how he loves her.

the word honey tasted like bile on my lips. “Khalid, coddy meet my fiancee Kacie.” “She's really pretty.” “Sure. She really is.” I wrap my hands gently on her waist. “But is that really her name?” “What about Alessandra?” Coddy stared at me with a somewhat confused face. Why the fuck is everyone asking about that slut? “She's Kacie, that's her name.” My voice came out dark and thick. “Nice to meet you Kacie” Khalid quickly took the hint and stretched out his hand.

Hades also caressed his gentle pretty wife’s face in the gentle grip of his hands. “I’m deadly sure we can fight against the king’s adviser and also the king himself, and eventually defeat them. West Medicine Land won’t attain and achieve their evil as well as malevolent goals, Eva Sweetheart. You must believe me, must believe in the power of our love, affection, and also togetherness. Won’t you, Eva Sweetheart?” Sugar Aquarius was seen tidying up his gentle pretty wife’s a bit messy quiff.

But the man standing before her wasn’t just a reckless troublemaker anymore. He was a hunter. A killer. A weapon that Victor had just unsheathed. Yet, despite the years, despite the blood on his hands, Killian still had the nerve to smirk at her like nothing had changed. “You really haven’t aged a day, sweetheart. What’s your secret? Hate? Or just stubbornness?” Sarah huffed, folding her arms. “And you still talk too much.” Killian’s grin widened, like he enjoyed the challenge. “I’ll take that as a ‘you missed me.’”

But when he looked at her like that—like she was his favorite game, his most dangerous addiction—she forgot how to breathe. “I don’t work for you,” she whispered. Killian hummed in amusement. “Oh, sweetheart. You think you still have a choice?” He pulled her flush against him, his scent—whiskey, musk, and something uniquely Killian—filling her senses. Her pulse pounded. “You’re impossible.” His fingers slid along the curve of her jaw, tilting her chin up until their lips were mere inches apart. “And you’re addicted to the danger of it all, aren’t you?”

Her lips were parted slightly to allow more oxygen to her lungs. “Hey… little devil…” she remained still but a frown builds up. He slid his hand to the side of her face and turned her to face him, then he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He breaks away and said “Open your eyes sweetheart…” in a low voice. She did as said, meeting Mike’s face close to hers. A twinkle in his eye. She recalled how vicious this innocent face was a few minutes ago– biting lower lips hard as he slams into her body

“Oh, for the love of Captain Hammer’s nipples. Yes, that’s all. We met for coffee. We talked. I played the whole ‘wanting to get to know you’ game. He was . . . nice enough. I guess.” “Nice enough? Well fuck me in the ass with a splintery wooden spoon and call me Sally Struthers . . . Sarah Killian, you little goodie-girl, you like this guy, don’t you?” “Will you please not use my fucking real name while we are on assignment? And no, I do not like Duke Anderson. He’s a low-life hillbilly hick who I wouldn’t even give a passing glance to if it weren’t for this damn mission.”