Killer The Game Novels & Stories

And that only confirmed that they actually killed the girls. “She should know what she is in for and that I'm actually doing her a favour. It doesn't matter if she’s our m…” he stopped speaking midway and then he gritted his teeth hard. “I will kill her if she somehow fails the games and gets eliminated. Rules are Rules.” I gulped and I felt fear coursing through my body. I was scared and terrified. Kael looked so angry and I knew that he meant every word. Why was he angry and did they necessarily have to kill the girls? Of course, nothing would happen. Kael and Jarek were werewolf Alphas.

Keira chanted to herself, moments before her cool trigger finger squeezed, releasing the bullet of her first kill from her gun. The Eye of Imperium looked different today, tainted by bodies and blood. How many times had Keira walked through those doors with her head held high? Now as her brothers and sisters in arms fought for different ideals, pumped lead into each other and pierced skin like they were strangers, every bit of her questioned how she was still standing. As she watched the life leave the king of murder's eyes, an almost angelic smile graced his face when he realized who had been his undoing.

I said, "You used them to open the door." Kieran said, "Yes.. Now we burn it down." The room seemed to freeze. The man in black's expression shifted. Something darker, something alert. He asked, "What game are you playing?" Kieran finally turned to face him. For the first time there was no calm, no mask. Just something raw something He said, "The one where you lose." The air changed, tension. The man demanded, "What did you do?" Kieran smiled, cold. Said, "Check your system."

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.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

I whispered as it dawned on me. “But you want me to find out,” I said softly, narrowing my eyes as he smiled. Killian was playing a game—a long game—and Tommen Anderson might be just one of the targets.

He was drugged, not dead. “I have him,” I sobbed, clutching him to my chest. “Killian, I have him!” Killian stood at the base of the altar, surrounded by the fallen Morrigan. He was covered in blood, his wolf form panting, his golden eyes fixed on the boy in my arms. He let out a low, vibrating whirr—a sound of pure relief. But the victory was short-lived. From the shadows of the surrounding caves, more figures emerged. Not the Morrigan. These were men in modern tactical gear, carrying heavy-duty tranquilizer rifles and silver-net launchers.

Nonetheless, her silence is enough for Kyle to stay compose and continue. “Second.” He then held his second finger up and counting to two. “The past and the memories that you have and remember, the facts and the game that you have played and manipulated are all nothing, but HIS little game.” “Game?” She’s offended, now angry from the word that she couldn’t find the lie and the play that Kyle is doing. Words that Kyle is entitled to say, for he is only giving her the information that is the truth. “Your contracts, the meeting that you had with us. I, Alliah and JK. All of those are nothing but a game, HIS plan and the path for the perfect destruction.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bloodlust Games, The final chapter” ************************* Re-entering the Bloodlust games was never an option in Kiara’s life. But when revenge is on the line and both she and Richard are forced into them, they have nothing to do but survive, for it was either play and live. Or die…

he said. What game now, huh, isn't them already trying to kill each other enough fun. “ Well Kiara, it's still a game about killing, just this time less bloody and more, you might say,” Mickey whispered right into my ears. “There is nothing classy about killing, though,” I responded calmly as I already knew he was right behind me from his scent. “Well you trying telling that to these crazy people huh,” he said as he chuckled. Well, he has a point, regardless of what I say this messed up people will call killing a game, I mean am not against killing just don't make it for fun.