Killer Smile Novels & Stories

she angrily uttered as he backed off cursing. "Let's get this over with," he said, enduring the pain of her kick. Keisha poured a glass of fake blood inside her mouth before laying back down and tilting her head to the side, making it flow out. Daimon took photos of her face and body before Keisha couldn't handle the foul flavor of the liquid and spat it all out. "That's fucking horrible," she uttered before gagging.

Noise of jubilation rose from the sitting room as hands were punched in the air. Jack picked Alissa up and spun her round. “You did it!” He let her go. She looked around, not truly believing it. “What’s the Ceremony of Týr?” She racked her brains thinking of her history lessons “The Ceremony of- that's one of the death penalties.” She looked up at everyone. Jack nodded at her, “That's what you wanted. You were about ready to kill him yourself a few days ago.”

Without anyone to talk to, anyone to lean on, it must have been terrible. ''Ooh God, am a terrible person…. I’m so sorry. '' She reached out to hold him, and squeeze his hand. Liam smiled; ''It's okay; it's a long time ago.” Kate hiccupped; ''Did… did you see the person's face? Did you see the face of the killer? '' Liam’s throat clenched as a wicked glint flashed through his eyes; ''Yes, I did.'' Kate’s eyes widened in shock, ''who was it? Who were they? '' her heart banged against her chest painfully.

An eerie atmosphere started devouring the silent spaces until Kim laughed. “Hahaha oh, c’mon, Jess! Why are you acting like that, really?” Jess looked at her when she stood up and took something from the bag—an apple. “Would you like me to peel you one?” Her lips trembled when Kim suddenly turned and shot her a scheming glare, grinning—the same grin she was wearing when she brutally killed the cursed people, they have captured a long time ago. Slowly, Kim walked and loomed at her. “Where’s your knife?”

“There’s a little problem down there I’m close to breaking… sorry, fixing. Once that’s done, you can hide there for as long as you want.” That was… not creepy at all. I glanced up at him. He and Killian were locked in a silent standoff, both wearing identical murderous expressions. Then Killian’s face softened into something unsettling. A slow, creepy smile curved his lips. “Well, that solves the basement issue,” he said. “It was very nice meeting you, Kira. I look forward to our next encounter, hopefully, if I’m lucky, it’ll be in a basement.” A chill ran down my spine as his eyes lingered on mine.

But here, in the quiet solitude of the bathroom, I could finally let out a shaky breath. My head was pounding and the door opened. "Occupied." I screamed "By who?" That wasn't a girl's voice or Marco, it was the strange man. The alcohol has not fully taken over me and my snapped to the door immediately. "Hello Killer" he smiled exposing his dirty teeth at my direction. So I was right, I did know who he was. That's when my head booted and I remembered that voice from Rarf club. He was one of Rarf's guard who had fun with little girls, suffocating them if they dont do as he says.

I could sense that whatever he said affected her hard. “Thank you for the dance, Luna,” Killian said before turning to all of us. He gave us a cool smile and finally took off his mask. He was striking with piercing, predator-like eyes that were a darker shade of hazel. “I am so glad to finally meet you all,” Killian smirked. “I must say, you all are pretty good actors.” “We followed along with your nonsense,” I hissed. “I was wondering when that wolf of yours would come out, Alpha Asher,” he said.

Another asked Point! May be he already did that or she's working here, another girl I don't know who she's but I already started to hate that girl, she said I will kill her for sure in my dreams, another said I looked at him. He just smiled at their comments. At last he stand there. Everyone looked at him shocked. He went near to them. You know killing is crime? He asked calmly They looked at him like ghost Sir.... We..... Sir, they shuttered

kade asked Leaning dangerously close to me, as little as a single inch of space was left between us. “No baby… Your fancy man, your prince charming, is a cold-blooded killer, one I breeded over the years, and he kills without mercy… I trained him, and I watched him kill more than anyone else, and you know what the fun part is? ..... He enjoys it.” That had done it. Those words he spoke crept into my ear and up to my brain, sending a trigger as I plunged the knife right through his fucking chest, not giving a single fuck.

He stopped just in front of her, tilting her chin up with two fingers. “Most people break after their first kill,” he murmured. “Some vomit. Some cry. Some run.” His lips curled slightly. “But not you.” Elena forced herself to hold his gaze. “Is that a problem?” His smirk deepened. “Not at all.” His approval sent an unfamiliar thrill through her. She had expected him to be concerned, maybe even warn her about the path she was heading down. But no. Killian liked this side of her. And the dangerous part? She liked it too.