Killerbee Novels & Stories

Adam: “Kirill wasn’t the one who killed him.” Lina stared at him in shock. Lina: “Then who did?” Adam answered: > “I don’t know.” --- Kirill raised his hand. He was holding a small card. He tossed it toward Adam. Adam picked it up. It showed the fourth child. This time... His face was visible. Adam froze. The child looked terrifyingly similar to him. But his eyes were different. Kirill said: > “This is Subject 04.” Soukania stepped closer.

she whispered. The boy had smiled, a bright, dazzling expression that seemed to chase away the shadows of the forest. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, brightly wrapped strawberry candy, pressing it into her tiny palm. "Here. My mom says sweet things make the pain go away. I’m Ezekiel. But you can call me Kiel."

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> That had been Khyle's fatal mistake, showing Gunner how much he was bugging him. He had been like a kid with a big shiny red button ever since, hitting the damn thing over and over, just to hear it make a big kablooie. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I said, pointing at Xeon, “lead a team through the forest.” “Fine. But you’re officially a crazy, scent-obsessed workaholic,” he muttered, even as he carried out my orders. Good soldier. Better friend. The security he designed was top-tier—but I was an assassin. I knew better than anyone that every system had a weak spot. And our intruder had found it. A rose-and-vanilla-scented ghost, slipping through our blind spots. Right. Introductions. I’m Kyler Arrow. Future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Nineteen. Assassin. Top of my class. Genius prodigy who finished Applied Sciences at uni by fifteen.

“I swear to you. I don’t know how it got in. I can’t sleep. I can’t think when it’s close. It takes the air when it wants to move.” Keiral checked his pulse. “You’re going to the med wing. You don’t argue.” He nodded too fast. Ellan’s eyes were on the stairwell and on me. “You want to say it,” he said. “I don’t,” I said, which was the closest I could get to honest. He didn’t let it go. “Say it anyway.” “It’s a Honshu killer,” I said. “It used Krav’s ink. It moved a piece of itself into a host to set bait. It wanted us to see the mark. It wanted Krav to see it.”

“I’m so proud of you, Babe.” Taylor turned to her and kissed her. “Thanks, Babe. I’m working hard to make you proud.” “Listen,” he said before reaching for his bedside drawer. “I have something for you.” “For me?” Charlie asked, eyes sparkling. Charlie accepted the small box and carefully opened it. Inside, she found a compact, sleek object in a vibrant shade of purple. Frowning, she asked, “What’s this, Babe?” Taylor choked. He coughed and said, “It’s—um. It’s a Bzzz.”

I found the name of the club the Red death but it has a different name on it, it has Rarf's name attached to it. It had to be some other Rarf right? For the business aspect, I need to ask Nico about it and he will never release those type of information to me so I knew the passwords for some things and with that I was able to hack into their software system. They were a lot of documents and thankfully, they were in serial letters, A-Z. I search for Alvaro and found out that he wanted someone to died, looking at the face I remember that I was the one that killed the person and his entire family consisting of kids as well.

And I won't let them go—the names I managed to gather. Yassa, Calief, Gerral, Benni, Carlos, and the figure standing outside, Doctor Billy Amerily Zion, the father of my schoolmate Kimberly Zion. Deg Kimberly's eyes widened at the sight of it all. She was suddenly short of breath and had trouble swallowing her own saliva reading the text at the end.

Let me not waste your time. I think I can at least try be happy here but trouble keeps looking for me. I mean, look how Aunt Kayla's matter has turned out. Then, I got to my new school and the queen bee had it out for me. The queen bitch's name is Kimberly. Guess what? She questioned my identity. Let me not go about telling you how the whole thing happened. That's a story for another day.

Jamal looks down at the address and looks up at his friend in shock, "No way, KB ran away 5 years ago. No one knows where he is, not even his father." "You remember his facial tattoo?" "The butterfly? Yeah, I found it weird." "Imagine my surprise when my cellmate talked about a weirdo with a butterfly tattoo on his face that lives a house away from his. I asked for a description and it matched KB's." Nico smiles, "He said, "that weirdo must have called the police on me, when I get out I will kill him." Then I told him to give me the address, that I will kill KB for him."