Killer Sans Cute の小説・ストーリー

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

He stumbled back. “You… how do you know?” I answered only, my voice like frost. “Because, like you, I was reborn.” Panic tore through him. His eyes went wild, his mouth muttered the same words again and again. “No… no… impossible…” Not long after, the tribe found him dead at the edge of a ravine. The corpse of a lone wolf, rotting and forgotten. And I… I held William’s hand and walked toward our future. Under the rising blood moon he bent to my ear and whispered,

“Fine. Do whatever you want.’’ I slap the knife hard on the table and march out of the room without another glance back. It is only after I step out and the door bursts open after me I realise that someone was on my tail. I secretly hope it'd be Xendaya, but his stuffy scent fills my nostrils almost immediately and my muscles clench. ‘‘Alpha…’’ I turn and drive my fist straight into his nose, sending him staggering back heavily. He almost hit the wall. “Have you gone nuts?!’’ He quickly finds his balance and stands, wiping blood from his nose. “That's Jake. I know he has been gone for long but he was still your gamma.’’ “My gamma who has lived and served in Crystal Moon pack for four years.

Yule slashed the scythe across Killian’s eyes. “AHHHH!” Killian cried out, holding his eyes as blood streamed from between his fingers. “This is for my mother!” Yule slashed the scythe across Killian’s knees, making him fall to the ground, groaning in pain. “This is for destroying my family!” Yule yelled, slashing at Killian’s neck. Killian blocked the attack with his arm. His arm was cut off instead of his neck. Hecate gave the last blow and pierced the sword through Killian’s throat.

Suddenly she stopped spinning the small knife and held it firmly with her right hand while slowly touching the edge of it with the index finger of her left hand. “You know Jackson, maybe the edge of this knife is not sharp enough to actually kill you with one stab, and I might have to stab you approximately 10 times. So, I’ll give you a choice; either you find a way to kill yourself before I kill you with this orrrrr” Riana stopped and a creepy evil smile appeared on her face like one of those evil villains on anime. And only that smile was enough to make Jackson realize what she was after, his most treasured possession.

Kalista asked, standing on her toes to see past the taller people standing before her. "Kalista I don't think you should see this," Jade told her, trying to shield her from the horrific sight, but Kalista shook her head. "What's on the cart? Tell me," she protested. Her questions were answered when the man who had been wailing suddenly screamed out. "Our son, Killian is dead! Murdered by a vicious beast" The crowd echoed his cry of pain and fury as they mourned for the loss of the young lad.

King Alexander growled his eyes turning a dark shade of red causing the cage to electrocute him, this lasted for a min before he fell to the ground. "Oh before I forget, if you try to use your powers, you will get shocked and trust me the pain is unbearable" Killian grinned widely. "Killian you can't be serious, we are friends" Queen Sabella said trying to disarm the situation. "Shut the fuck up, Sabella, you are so fuckinv annoying and weak but you still act like everything his okay with life" Killian growled. "I'm sorry-" but before she could finish talking Killian slit her throat, blood spraying everywhere as her dead body fell to the ground.

“Sarcasm is my defense mechanism, so…shut up.” One corner of his mouth twitched up. “I should punish you for that.” “Yeah, Mr. Killer, what are you going to do?” “Hmm.” He looked around the room as he tried to come up with something. “I could fuck you.” “Pfft, that’s no punishment.” “No, but I just killed five guys and now I want to fuck your brains out.” My brow scrunched. “Is that a side effect?” “I guess you could call it that.”

Elena froze when she felt the cold metal caressing down her chest. "Wha..what is it?" she asked, growing nervous. "Just making things a little spicy," Killian answered cryptically. Elena relaxed with an ooh. He stuffed a cloth in her mouth. El didn't protest. "Blue isn't my color, El. I like red on you," he admitted while gliding the tip of the knife along her hips. She fisted her hands in nervousness. He brought the knife down her thigh, tearing her skin. Blood spilled and he smiled sadistically. Red.

My skin erupted with black fur. The pain should have been unbearable. But I barely felt it. Because Killian had gone primal. Completely and utterly feral. He did not care about the pain. Did not care about anything except the red-eyed beast that was triggering the curse. The beast that was walking toward us through the darkness. Massive. Hulking. Eyes glowing like coals. Killian launched toward it with full force. No hesitation. No strategy. Just raw, brutal violence. We collided mid-air, a tangle of claws and teeth and fury.