Killer Sans Underverse Novels & Stories

However, what he did not know was that James the man with Stanley and Dennis had intended to keep him alive so that his boss Kyle would take his own sweet time to settle scores with him making the man who calls himself The Kill regret that he was ever born. Otherwise, The Kill would not have survived James's full wrath. The Kill as he calls himself was a foreigner. He was a very known assassin on the dark web. He was only eight years old when he was abducted and trained to be an assassin. Out of one hundred and fifty nine kids, he was the only one who made it out. Many feared his name The Kill as every time he is seen, he brings death. His victims are mostly big men and people in power. But

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

That status and position was not something they could compare to! His assets alone were worth tens of billions! The Hall of the Underworld, which was supporting him, had assets worth hundreds of billions! Moreover, it was not just a matter of money but a matter of connections and influence! It was because there was no ban on guns and ammunition in the West. The Hall of the Underworld owned a group of retired Navy Seals. However, at the scene, only three people did not display any shock. One was Wilbur Ellis, the other was Kelsey Clarke, and the remaining was naturally Sheryl Larson.

"Right. I said if you please me, but you didn't. So you broke that agreement first. Not me." "I bloody pleased you!" I yelled, unable to control my rage. "I did everything I could…” "Except telling me the goddamn truth, bitch!" He retorted aggressively, almost grabbing me, but I quickly moved back. Luckily, he didn't insist. He just adjusted on the bed but his gaze was slicing me up. "I'm not a fool, Killer. It's not possible that you magically got so good at deepthroating. You must have done it with someone else and I need to know who. I need a fucking name!"

“You should’ve stayed inside.” The tall guy laughed. Short. Mean. “Kill you? Nah. Black Moon wants the show. Wants you to see how pointless this all is. You really thought fire and some fancy blood tricks could end us? We’re the upgraded model. Curse-proof. Fire-proof. You’re just… snacks.” Killian sat up suddenly. The black lines on his arms pulsed once, bright, then settled. He looked at the tall guy. Then at the others behind him. “Killian, sit your ass down,” Dominic snapped.

Moses had completely vanished. "[Shadow Step]. Here at the Underbelly, we don't attack the royals at point-blank. We kill necessary individuals. I know you're all warriors and mages, but for this line of work, you need the nimbleness of an assassin," Moses said. "Now you have five hours, show me you can do this basic skill."

“We don’t fucking know. We’re confused every second of every day. But I will tell you, it means we get to fuck the hottest, most powerful Alpha/Luna/Underworld Queen, this place has seen in over 3500 years.” Crack a 2nd gunshot just rang out and rocked us. Kane falls like a rock to the ground. “Take cover!”

“He is… re-emerging as the Hunter.” “Wha- WHAT!?” “He is going to dismantle the Sparrows. He won’t stop until he kills every last one of them.” To say Kieran was shocked would be an understatement. Discarding his zone, he quickly stood up, trying to register how the fuck that happened. “At this rate, the home he was trying to build will fall apart. Kristine can’t come to know her husband used to be one of the best assassins of the underworld.” Antler whispered, worried to fathom the outcome of his rampage.

Wrapping his arm around me possessively, Kirill kissed my temple and said, “Let it go little Alpha; I got you covered and will always be by your side.” His cell phone started ringing and he excused himself from my side as he went to take the call. Keeping my eyes on him I saw the flash of pain in his gaze before he said a firm okay. “What is it?” I asked him, gaining everyone's attention. Collecting himself Kirill announced that Kellen was found dead underneath the rubble of Nash's destroyed home. “He was a traitor,” he said without emotion and I went to him and hugged his waist. “What of his demon mates,” I asked curiously.

Killian 's usual unwavering dedication to his work seemed momentarily overshadowed. Killian had always been meticulous, striving for perfection in everything he did. He preferred solitude, ensuring that no one could disrupt his focus, not even Ginni , whom he cherished deeply. Unexpectedly, Killian broke the silence by abruptly asking about her well-being. This question caught Black off guard, causing him to divert his gaze from his troubled friend, only to find Killian now staring intently at him.