Killer Sans Underverse Novels & Stories

Kyle countered even when his will to participate in anything further was clearly lost "OH, BUT YOU DO KNOW ABOUT IT." Heralis smirked. "IT WAS WHAT KILLED YOUR OLD MASTER. DARIUS.*

With both men having died along with any of Killian’s allies that remained, there was no one brave enough to say otherwise. The whispers were all around her when Keira returned to the house of assassins, however. Though the rumor of her being Killian’s true killer was one that no sane man or woman would confirm, it nevertheless spread like wildfire. This coupled with her being the only one of her troops to survive the carnage of the day Killian was slain earned Keira the code name of The First Soldier. Other changes came soon thereafter, with a power struggle between Madz and Lilith leading to the dissolution of Absconditus into two cities henceforth to be known as Imperium and Venatores.

“But I am sure that Alistair would never do anything without a reason. There was a purpose but it is known by only him.” “Before you begin to complain about what a waste of time this was, I beseech you to think deeply.” I said to Kieran whose brow was fused together in deep thought. “He is sending the memory of your fight with Sunder somewhere else,” Kieran stated firmly and looked at the Dr. as if he was looking for an approval. “That is a brilliant theory,” Strahovsky said with an impressed smile on her face. “Except it is not a theory. Asher killed a clone of himself.” I spoke.

"A Queen of ghosts and a King of dogs. Neither shall leave the Silent Dominion." "Funny," Killian rumbled, his golden Alpha runes glowing so brightly they began to singe the air. "I was just thinking your armor would make a decent trash can." Killian launched. He didn't shift, but his speed was post-human. He met the Knight’s obsidian claymore with his flaming broadsword in a collision that sent a shockwave through the gorge, momentarily reversing the flow of the waterfall. Sparks of solar fire and black soul-flame rained down like a deadly celebration.

Vladimir said, and Killian scoffed. “In my grounds, it is not Alpha, it is Killian or Pakhan. As the two of you may know, this is not your wolf grounds.” I said, looking at the two of them. “And yet, you have a wolf, a beta, who is now a rogue within your grounds. Had I been another Alpha, I would have had his head. It is only for his mother who had begged me to keep him alive that I did. It was a shame for her to hear that her own brother has been keeping her son alive, within his home. I am curious, though, how did you do it? Is it one of your other games, Konstantin?” Killian asked, keeping his eyes on Vladimir. “Because I doubt that you would have come to save him easily.”

I was almost fainting, my energy was drained after repeatedly using my powers today alone. But I forced myself to look into the future once again, to see what would happen if I let Cassian and Lysander fight here. [Cassian will die] [Cassian's body is too weak on the full moon night due to his mating season] [Lysander will kidnap you once he finishes Cassian off] My eyes widened as the future unfolded before me so clearly. Cassian would truly perish if I let him fight here!

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

I said softly while patting his back, "He will be fine" "I don't want to loose my dad yet" Kelsi, He looked at me vulnerable, Yet he looked handsome. "You won't loose him, he will be okay" I assured him, even though we were not sure if he would survive the Operation because it was a Ghastly accident. " Thank you" his voice was soft mixed with vulnerability, as his gaze held mine. "You're welcome" the atmosphere was awkwardly quiet, I couldn't bear looking at him straight in his eyes.

The gentlemanly sports tycoon was, in fact, a demon who devoured people whole. After kidnapping countless young men in their late teens, he set his sights on me, just before my engagement. Five years ago, my fiancé, Lorenzo, was his first victim. I survived the assassination attempt, but I lost him. And during the fight, I suffered a severe head injury. My condition worsened day by day. But Silas was a king of the underworld. My pleas for justice went nowhere; every report I filed vanished, and my efforts were met only with assassination threats from Silas himself.

I slowly reached for the dagger. I pulled it out. Quietly. Carefully. The moonlight hit the blade. Someone behind us chuckled. Probably Marcus. I held the dagger between us, not raised. “I’ll fix this,” I said under my breath. Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “By killing me?” I almost laughed. But I didn’t. I stood. Held the blade high. “I’ll do it,” I said loud. Calm. Elias looked pleased. “Then do it.” I looked at Sebastian one last time.