Killer Sans Stages Novels & Stories

He sliced through Silas’s robes, drawing a line of black, oily blood across the priest’s ribs. ​Silas didn't cry out. He laughed. ​"Is that the best the Ninth Life’s killer can do?" Silas swung the scythe in a wide, punishing arc. The blade caught Julian in the side, sending him crashing into a stack of metal drums. ​"Julian!" I screamed.

And I was going to make him pay for it. I stood tall, my eyes locked on Alpha Kael as he stormed down from the stage, his face twisted in a scowl. He demanded to know what was going on, but I simply tilted my head and delivered the verdict: "Your reign of terror ends today, Kael. The blood of the innocent you've slain will be avenged." Alpha Kael sneered, his laughter dripping with contempt. "You think you can take me down? You're alone, outnumbered, and outmatched."

“Ah!” Kelsey cried out in horror. Her first instinct was to grab onto something on the stage, but that was when Zara stepped on her foot. She yelped in pain and pulled away. Since the stage was temporarily installed, no safety measures were implemented to prevent someone from falling off. Everyone was stunned with horror as they looked on. By the time they came back to their senses, a large figure was already bolting toward her like a flash of lightning. “Kelsey!”

I didn't care. They were all just distraction. I knew they wouldn't be able to make it. I hopped onto my motorbike and speed off. The first rule of being a stinger was to get ready for death. They deserved it for being so clueless, untactful and bunches of fools. I had to no heart. I killed without mercy and I love it cause that what has kept me till this time. I arrived at and saw Mr. Luciano waiting for me with a suitcase. Money. I packed off the road and went to meet him. As I approached him, two guards popped up from nowhere to kill him.

No one else came forward after Phaseless killed five people consecutively. Neela glanced at Donovan and said to Phaseless, “Indeed, you’re the strongest. Not bad, now come forward and sign a contract with me!” As she raised her hand, a contract seal appeared in the air.

She explained and Denis looked at he run shock. “Are you sure?” he asked and she nodded. “You don’t have to do this, I can—” Kelsey grabbed a silver knife from one of the guards and used it to stab Jerry in heart, she didn’t stop at stabbing him. She twisted the knife inside his chest until she was sure that only the moon goddess herself could bring him back to life. She pulled out the knife from his chest harshly and tossed it on the floor before struggling back inside the car and not looking back.

She made no attempt to fight them even when the light burst from every corner and she was blindingly ushered into an office. "You're the wolf that killed my father", growled Alpha Mathew of the Stark Pack. He held his position behind his mahogany desk – his fist curling as she entered the room. He had taken over at the age of twenty-five when the news of his father's death had reached them. "Why didn't you kill me?" "You didn't deserve mercy", he stood from the wilted leather chair and made his way towards her. It was something he had battled with during her capture. His father would not have killed her in case she proved useful, therefore he had reluctantly left her in the cells to rot.

a voice boomed from the rafters. Kaelen stood in the center of the stage, the red needle in his hand pulsing with a frantic, mercury-white intensity. His ink-eyes were weeping "Pure Context," the black liquid staining his human tunic. He was the "Vessel of the Genre," and the "Horror" was currently being "Rendered" through his small heart. "Mama... the voices... they're 'Commenting' on my hair!" Kaelen shrieked, his voice sounding like a thousand glass bells. "They want to 'Purchase' my first kill!"

“She's bleeding.’’ One of the guards says with fear crossing his eyes. “Just imagine it's a virgin while fucking her then.’’ The second guard shrug. By now I can feel consciousness slipping rapidly from my face. “Don't be silly. We weren't ordered to kill her yet.” “She's still going to die anyway. Does it matter when?’’ The second guard’s strong opposition is the last thing I note before darkness swallows me. *** ALPHA KLEIN'S POV I'm trying to listen to Aurelia telling me stories of every picture as we look through a photo album, but it's impossible with Xaia flipping restlessly in my head, thinking about that omega. “This.’’ Aurelia points at a picture, her beautiful blue eyes growing sof