Killer Smile Novels & Stories

Zane asked her with a suspicious expression and Elena avert her eyes It didn’t take long for Zane to realize that this was all trap. Suddenly Zane started to laugh loudly and Elena looked at him as he went mad. Zane laugh sided and then he looked at Elena with an expression He pulls her towards him and throws her on the table. Elena hissed at the pain and no one had ever treated her like this “Let me fuck you so that you can change your mind about me,” Zane said and hovered over her. he tried to kiss her on the lips

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

"I hate you more than anyone else in this world." "Good," Killian whispered, a slow, terrifying smirk tugging at the corner of his split lip. The raw malice in his expression was beautiful, a dangerous art piece designed to destroy me. "Keep hating me. Fuel that fire. Because it's the only thing that makes this game fun." He shifted, his long legs sliding over mine through the thick duvet, trapping my body entirely beneath his frame. He didn't pull back. He didn't offer a single inch of space. He simply anchored himself over me.

The blindfold which clung to his face was already damp with sweat. Karma stood over Marcus's naked body, she then reached for her bag, and brought out a ball that could fit into a mouth, she leaned on the bed and slashed his cheek with the knife. Horrified, Marcus opened his mouth to scream, but Karma placed the ball into his mouth, stopping him from screaming. She then covered his mouth with a cloth, tying it firmly by the side. Karma stood up and walked over to Marcus's limp dick, with pain in her eyes she remembered every evil he caused with it, she held his limp dick in her hands and was furious as she watched it come alive.

Jack Moore smirked. A satisfactory thing seeing the shocking expression on him Killian's face. "Guess you're not the only one good with surprise, Killian Dante." He chuckled, arms spread in mock triumph. "I am not dead. I'm very much alive." He pulled Cassandra to his body in a way that showed possessiveness.

He smiled, reached out a hand, his cold fingers brushing against my jawline, tilting my face upward so he could examine it. That’s when I did it. I threw my head back and spat on him. The warmth of my saliva hit him directly across the bridge of his nose and his left eye. Roman froze. The thin, amused smile instantly vanished from his face, replaced by a sudden, rigid shock. For a fraction of a second, the entire room was completely held their breath. SLAP!!! My father had lunged across the space, his heavy hand striking my face with enough violent force to send me stumbling backward.

Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous" A minute passed. Five. Ten. Then she heard it. Footsteps on gravel. A door opening somewhere in the dark. Muffled voices— too low to make out the words. Then a pause. And Three gunshots. She clamped her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Silence. Minutes that felt like hours. Then the driver's door opened. He slid into the seat. His hands were steady. His face was unreadable. But there was fresh blood on his shirt— not his, she could tell now, the way he moved, no wince— and his knuckles were raw.

“Yeah, I mean.. who would want a rogue wolf anyway.’’ She chuckles bitterly. But that hits me the wrong way. “Don't refer to us like that. We already have what it takes to be a bona fide pack. But that darn Klein...’’ I trip off when his name slips off my lips, scared for a moment that she might recognise it. “Alpha Klein of the Capricornia continent is it?’’ She spells out completely, instantly sending another sharp chill down my chest. Wait… she knows who he is?

"If you don't hand Clara's body over today, I will bring the Starlight Pack to attack your Blackclaw Pack tomorrow!" Hearing Harold's threat, Connor's warriors urged him to comply with Harold's demands. No one in their right mind wanted to fight Harold Nunez, the God of War. After hearing everyone's pleas, Connor reluctantly yielded to Harold's demand. He led Harold to the ice chamber where my corpse was kept. The moment Harold saw the state of my remains, his eyes reddened with grief. Then, without warning, he struck Connor with a heavy fist. "You wretched thing!" Harold spat, his voice thick with emotion. "If I had known you would one day kill her… that day, when she found you blind and he

But then again, I rarely ever knew why I mostly had to taste his wrath on a daily basis. “One thing that I want you to start learning about me, malyshka,” Alpha Killian said, closing the cap as he was done. He didn’t bother looking at me for a few seconds, but his voice sent shivers down my spine as he spoke, and I couldn’t help but feel my heart race as fear coursed through my veins at his cold tone, “I don’t like liars.” “Alpha…”