Killer The Game Novels & Stories

The killer giggled, "Have fun being delusional ~" ~ KL •Season One• R18GB

he asked and the question plastered a mellow smile on her pretty face making his wolf yip in happiness at the expression. “Fucking amazing! The feeling was so liberating and invigorating that I had wished I could have a repeat of it all over again,” she said, making Alastor hide a chuckle at her excitement. She was almost like a child trying to explain why she had liked a particular game that she had played. “If so then what do you say about being my personal assassin? I will have you kill people and somebody will clean up the mess that you make. You will be paid richly and I will even provide you with a home to stay with and any other facilities that you want.”

"They stated the body had been dead for 18 hours. That shows he died the night before yesterday. Do you believe they'll be able to find that killer now? Perhaps he fled or got killed yesterday." The two of them exchanged glances. "You have a point. When is your next game?" "The next weekend. Hawk vs. Tiger." Tyler said. Tyler gave Kyra a sidelong glance. "Hey, perv, you can watch the game live. Tell me, and I will send you tickets." "What? "Kyra scowled. "What did you call me?" "Kyra. Isn't that your name?" Tyler responds, "We've met again." Tyler stares at Kyra, who has suddenly become uncomfortable. He seemed to know something, Kyra thought. "I'm not sure. Even I don't know who I am," Kyra

Suddenly Samantha laid down on the floor, which means she got killed by a militant. One thing they know is that they are running as fast as they could while closing their eyes a little bit because a smile could kill them. They entered the room with Gerald and four other colleagues. They stopped first checking if one of them could be the Killer, or a militant because a militant can also kill them out of doubt. Nobody is doing a wrong move, so Alex, Grace, and Sarah joined them. In just a few minutes, Sarah finished the game. Gerald got caught. He is the Killer. He got caught by Sarah because when he smiled at Grace, he wasn't fast enough.

"Go on will you?" "As I was saying." This time Ten directed all his attention to Luna and Wei who seemed to be the only ones interested. "The name of the game is 'KILL THE SHITTY KILLER MONSTERS.'" "Definitely a shitty game." Emma quipped. "And I agree." Sandra nodded along In confirmation." Ignoring the both of them Ten continued. "The game is pretty simple. Like the name is implies. It's just killing those guys over there who can't come across from over here."

Then stopped as if remembering something. " But if he's called off the bet, how the hell are we going to know if he really has feelings for you?" She asked. I pondered on it for a while and thats when I smirked. " Just because a player quits doesn't mean the game's over." I said and stared ahead. Ariana watched me keenly. " And what do you have in mind?" She asked menacingly. I chuckled. " Its a game right?" " Right." " Then we keep on playing...." I said and glanced at her. She grinned wildly and hugged me tightly.

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

"I'm not—I'm not helping you kill someone—" "You are not killing anyone. You are just setting up a date to help me save more people." Karma spoke in a cold tone. "Do we have a deal or not?" Mia looked at her phone, then at Marcus, and back at Karma. "Deal." She stood up to leave. "Mia." The girl froze, then turned back. Karma smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "If you double cross me, I will find you." Mia nodded once slowly.

He pulled the trigger. Victor’s head snapped back. His body went limp. It was over. Almost. For as the mist of smoke disappeared, and Elena wrapped her shocked brother to herself, she did not notice the slip of paper fall from Victor's jacket. Killian did. He picked it up. Read it. Then his expression changed. "Elena," he interrupted roughly. She turned around, gasping. "What?" He held the paper overhead. It read: "This was not the final game. I was merely the distraction. The true foe is already inside. –D"