Killermare Sin Novels & Stories

she repeats. "No." Marinah takes a step toward her, and she cries out. "No, I'm telling the truth." Her eyes change. It's odd to watch. Even through her pain you can see the calculation. "I designed the hellhounds. My husband isn't smart enough. I designed them and I control them. You have no idea what's coming. Your kind will be wiped from Earth. Everyone you kill will come back to haunt you." She starts laughing hysterically. "Kill all the red stripes you want. They will be your downfall."

she said in triumph. Karim's sight became blurry as the woman laughed evilly. He has disappointed his mate and everyone who had faith in him. Erika and Madam Theresa would become the most powerful beings alive. His pup would die, just as his mate would too. A tear slid down his temple as he lay there in a pool of his own blood. Madam Theresa watched the almighty Karim lie there, helpless and at her mercy. She smiled to herself, happy that he died in her hands, and no one would disrupt her daughter anymore from getting the powers she deserves.

It felt like hot ice, something distant and unattainable. Those were not the things to feel for a woman that was one's cousin's mate. This little girl had just threatened to kill me, with nothing but contempt in those alluring eyes. She looked nothing like her father. I gritted my jaw and watched the scene unfold. Something forbidden but the flavor appealed to me. The flavor of Sin. Kairel stood there, glaring at her. He'd been waiting for this moment all his life, trying to find love— his mate and now he'd found it in the daughter of a traitor.

"It's a trick, remember...My sister...It has summoner powers." I frown. A trick? But…But it looks just like Tai. Yet I remember the conversation with Marek. He was so emotional, opening up to me for the first time ever. His sister followed him up the mountain, and was killed by the Snow Demon. He told me it can make illusions by killing Summoners, that it can lure people in to kill them… “Oh…” I breathe, looking back over my shoulder at the silent creature, standing amidst the snow flurries.

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

I say that then I let it sink in, me and Lachlan agreed not to mention that two of those accomplices were Eamon and Lachlan because of Missy, she could easily warn them and then we would lose our chance of capturing them. “Which leads me to your first question Ansgar, how Mariana was killed. We kept Elijah chained and locked up in the basement the plan was to hop him ok enough wolfsbane that he would be in too much pain and he would have no choice but to tell us who his accomplices were but unknown to us their leader was also planning to get him back and he used Mari. Mari called her sister Lena and told her she was in danger so Lena told her where we were not knowing that her sister was wor

The metallic tang of blood filled the air. “Hold the line!” I roared. My voice carried, cutting through panic. Then I saw her. Seren. She moved like fire—graceful, precise, deadly. Her claws flashed, cutting down the rogue that lunged for her. Another came from the left, and she pivoted, striking him across the throat. For a heartbeat, pride flared through me. And then the scent hit. Ash. Iron. Familiar. Marek’s voice thundered. "Ravagers."

I sobbed harder. Damien’s jaw clenched. “Did you see his face?” “N-no… he wore a mask…” I whispered. “He said—he said he was going to end you… and your company,” I added, voice almost breaking into a scream. “He said you were next, Damien.” His grip on me tightened. Perfect. Just perfect.

I felt how he slightly pulled the strap of my night dress as his suck my skin on my shoulder before pulling me into an embrace once again. My chest went up and down, breathing heavily with the sudden kiss he gave me. We were both silent for a moment until I heard Sain heaved a sigh. "Appease your mind, darling. Nothing will happen to me" he whisper in a low husky voice. "That's not something that we can control, Sain" I replied. We are not in control of everything. If he just knew that the person he consider his wife is also his killer. I will kill him, I must kill him just like what happen in my dream.

He collapsed onto his side, his golden eyes wide with shock and unbearable pain, his massive chest heaving as he began to lose his grip on his wolf form. Marek walked down from the rock, a long, silver-tipped ceremonial dagger gleaming in his hand. He stepped directly up to the trapped Alpha, lifting the blade high above Eldrick’s exposed throat. "Goodbye, Alpha," Marek sneered. "Your bloodline ends tonight." Kaelen drew his sword, preparing to leap down the steep incline into the basin, but I didn't wait for him. The sight of Eldrick screaming in the snow didn't break me. It did something else. It shattered the last remaining wall inside my mind. The shy, frightened servant girl who hid in