Killer X Cross Novels & Stories

I loaded extra magazines into the deep pockets of my cut, grabbed a shotgun, and turned back to the room. "We take the cargo vans." I barked at the room of hardened killers. "Bikes make too much noise. We hit Pier 4. We box the broker in. Nobody kills the man named Silas until I have carved every piece of information out of his skull. Move!" Ten minutes later, I was sitting in the passenger seat of an unmarked black utility van. Three more vans followed tightly in our wake, carrying twenty of the most lethal men in my charter. The rain was relentless as we crossed into the industrial district.

Just the ghost of his mouth on my skin, the echo of his name in my chest, and the undeniable truth of it all: Nathan Cross fucked like a weapon. But when he said come home? It wasn’t a command. It was a confession.

Adaeze's team was jamming the signal from three different locations. Cross spat blood. "You cannot stop all of them. One will get through." Zara pressed the gun to his temple. "Then you call it off. Now." Cross laughed. "I cannot. The trigger is already pulled. The files are with a network producer in Atlanta. The story drops in one hour if I do not send the kill code. And I will not send it." Damien's claws sank deeper into Cross's shoulder. "Then you die here." Zara stopped him. "No. We need the kill code. We need the producer's name."

Everything I thought I knew, everything Cross had fed me, came crashing down like a house of glass. I had killed more than strangers. I had killed mothers, fathers and probably sons and daughters as well. And I had killed Hessa’s mother. And for the first time, I couldn’t deny what I was. A girl assassin follows orders without question and if I disobey, they come after my family. I’m a hunter and wolves’ enemy.

Jaxon roared, ripping the blade free and using the falling body as a human shield against a frantic burst of suppressed gunfire. From the dark archway of the central corridor, Killian stepped into the crossfire. He was a portrait of cold, calculated execution. He didn't run. He walked with a measured, terrifying calm, his heavy sidearm rising and falling with rhythmic, mechanical precision. Crack. Crack. Crack. Three shots rang out, deafening in the enclosed space. Three mercenaries dropped to the floor, their night-vision optics shattered, completely neutralized before they even registered his position. Julian screamed, thrashing wildly in the chair as hot brass cascaded onto the floor besi

He push my chin up and locked eyes with me. I could barely breathe with how close he was to me. His cocky aroma filled my lungs, and I longed for my pain to have me in his room. He leans in like he will kiss me. He bit me on the lip and flung my face away like my lip was disgusting. “Don't do that to her.” Sloane, who stood invisible to me while all this was going on, yelled at Ares. Ares didn't act like he heard anyone speak. He is never known to give his attention to women who are not of his level because of his arrogance.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter032: Secrets unveiled. Tensions are beginning to rise between Mr. Rodrigo and Spencer, as Spencer breaks the marriage between Kara and himself. In a short while, the news was all over New York City. Kara has refused to talk to anyone or see anyone for weeks as she was heartbroken and trying to heal.

At this moment, I knew I had to rely on luck to escape or else I was dead. "If you let her slip from your hands again, I'll skin you lot alive!" A cold voice resounded, making me shiver. Alpha Kyle had come personally. What the hell was I thinking? I didn't think there was a chance for me to escape since he had come himself. But then I wasn't going to give up, I had to leave. Even though the pain raking through my body didn't subside even a little I continued running. I was covered in blood as all my injuries had reopened and I was bleeding at the moment.

Killian: “Sergio Diaz, just the man that I was looking for.” I said, glaring at the man before shooting one of his bodyguards. The man’s body fell, hitting the ground as blood poured from his head. Vladimir did the same to the other one, watching as he fell to the ground, taking his last breath before Sergio had time to process what was going on.

"We've also uncovered multiple organ trafficking contracts. Under the guise of charity, Dr. Callaghan used her clinic to house terminally ill patients while secretly facilitating organ sales. Among them…" She slid another document before me, saying, "Your corneas, kidneys, and liver were already reserved." The shock made me jump up from the couch. "What? They… They planned everything all along to have me die that soon? This is outright murder!" I clutched my chest, overwhelmed and struggling to process the revelation, as I tried to calm my spiraling emotions.