Killer Sans X Reader Novels & Stories

Karma's POV I arrived home sometime around midnight. The house was completely dark. I stood outside for a moment after paying the cab driver, staring at the windows of the house. I had deliberately taken a cab instead of calling Noah. And I refused the ride offer that Helena offered me, the last thing I needed was for Noah to see Roland dropping me off again and start asking questions I couldn't answer. Tonight had already been complicated enough. Daniel Cross was dead. The surgery had gone exactly as Helena had predicted.

“It feels like dying and coming back to life every second. Like my body isn’t mine anymore. Like every breath is just waiting for him to say I can breathe.” Her breath hitched. “Gods. That’s… hot. And terrifying.” An alpha senior—tall, tattooed, scent heavy with lust—sauntered over, leaning on the table so close I could smell his arousal. “Kane. You reek like a bitch who hasn’t been properly fucked in days. Voss too busy teasing that pretty cunt to actually knot it? I could help. Bend you over this table right now, fill you up until you stop leaking all over the floor.”

That twisted, godless laugh. “Kill him,” Kaelan said with a shrug. “He’s useless to me now.” I gasped as, without hesitation, Alessio slashed Valerius's throat wide open. Blood sprayed across the stone. Valerius’s body hit the ground with a dull, lifeless thud. Kaelan’s grin widened. Then he turned, fast as lightning, and launched himself at Tanner. His hand closed around Tanner’s throat, lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing. Tanner kicked and gasped for air, eyes wide in terror.

she spat, touching her hair, then left giggling. Victoria’s eyes darkened at the lock. She stripped off the dress and returned to the bathtub, reaching for more soap. She closed her eyes, letting the warm water soothe her. … Bernard Harrigan sat in the hall, his expression grim. At twenty-five, he was tall, handsome, broad-shouldered, with a lean waist. The dream man of many young women. But his past was dark—his first wife had died under tragic circumstances tied to his cruelty and infidelity.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

45 Caliber 1911 pistol which he showed me and I wondered where he got such a piece from. Clara has a Katana and can shoot guns perfectly too, he said they've both been going for combat trainings since they were kids. Clara prefers using her melee weapon than guns as she's swift and more brutal with it as Austin described. He said the infected that bite her caught her unawares when they where scanning an abandoned building to see if they can get something useful.

His love and care were slowly melting the walls around her heart away. Silvia wouldn't deny it. She was a little scared. Afraid to get her heart broken if she trusted Hunter again. He wouldn't break her because if he did. She'd kill him for sure. The door was knocked once before it opened to reveal Xander in a suit. His grayish-black hair combed back perfectly. The tux hugged his body perfectly. His forest eyes had a sweet smile in his gaze. "You look beautiful," He complimented, walking over to her as he held his hands out and she placed her small hands in his big ones.

she asked aloud. “Let us introduce ourselves before we start, only polite, yes? I am Rufus Farkasa, High Lykos. Alpha of all.” “Former Alpha Wade Hunter, High Lykos Beta” Wade's dark blonde hair quivered, threatening to fall out of place as he nodded to Alissa's table. His lined face didn't match his youthful looking hair.

My heart fluttered at the thought that he came for me—finally, a savior. Kai pulled me by my hair. His face up in mine. “What did you do? Xander isn’t a man to toy with. He kills whoever he deems fit. You will be dead in his hands in seconds. No one ever survives the Lycan King. Leave with your ill fate, and don’t say I didn’t warn you.”