Killermare Sin Novels & Stories

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

Marcus replied and they walked away. Xander made to walk away but he stopped and turned to Killian. "Please if you find my sister at the packhouse bring her back to me safely!" He whispered. "I will " Killian replied shortly and Xander walked out. "You're aware Our mate would loathe you now?!" "You accused her wrongly and made her suffer!" Gerald- Killian's inner wolf, suddenly said and he paused in his tracks immediately. "She would understand, I had no idea!" He replied immediately.

" She inhaled keeping quiet. "Speak!" Alpha Cameroon and Rasmore yelled at the same time. "Only two of them are foreigners. Maris Kates is not a foreigner. She is Karen Milburn in disguise. Right now, as I am speaking, they are heading to the private cemetery, where she is going to celebrate her twins' fourth birthday. I also know something. "She is here to avenge her twins' and parents' deaths," she said, and everyone froze.

With my inquiry hanging in the air, the room seemed to grow even quieter. Neither of us spoke further. After a moment, I finally broke the silence. "Yes, I'm aware of that." Like many other rumors surrounding him, the speculation about him having a mate had also circulated. I added, "She's deceased, correct?" I wouldn't have known as much if I hadn't overheard my uncle discussing it with his wife. Mara nodded in response to my question. "She was actually murdered alongside some pack members. She and King Damon had been childhood friends, so I can say she was the only female close to him until recently…"

The wooden pews burst into flames. “Alkin!” I wheezed. “Don’t stop, and don’t let go!” “I’m going to infect him, Maraina,” echoed Salem’s voice. “Then you’ll have no choice but to kill him . . . and then who will be left for you to love?”

" Smack! With a vicious swoosh, the scepter struck Sam's chest without any reservation. "Gahhh!" The searing pain shocked him fully awake, and his scream tore through the house. His thin pajama shirt split apart, revealing a long, crimson mark across his chest. Smack! Smack! Smack! Even then, the exorcists showed no sign of stopping. The three of them took turns, striking Sam's abdomen, ribs, and thighs over and over, their attacks raining down mercilessly.

Mara said evenly. Meanwhile, Dilraba, Susan, and Killian met again, and this time, they planned against Mara more effectively. "Mara is not ordinary; she can beat people up with one hand. What do you think we can do to get her?" Killian asked. "Why don't you get her drunk and make her sleep with Killian?" Susan suggested. Killian smiled. "Seems like you don't know what a demon she is. I have researched her well. Mara is just like a fish; she doesn't get drunk easily. Just dash that idea," he said.

I’d just convince him to text me a thumbs-up if he was alive in the future. “The raid went well, though!” Sera continued. “Killian took out a couple guys who’ve been trying to hone in on his territory. Most of the bosses scrambled.” I nodded and tried to care about Killian’s organization because Sera did. Good friends listened. But I wanted to leap out of the car and race inside, to check Tom for injuries myself to be sure. “Marino?” I asked numbly. “Dead.” Sera grinned. “Exactly what the bastard deserved.”

His knuckles were white on the wheel. The car stopped in an industrial area— abandoned warehouses, no lights. He killed the engine. "Don't move." He paused, his hand on the door."If you hear anything that's not me— get in the driver's seat and go. Keys are in the ignition." Then he was gone. He was gone before she could answer. She sat in the darkness, shaking. The blood had dried on her fingers— brownish red, flaking. She couldn't stop staring at it. Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous".

she asked, her voice cold and ruthless, "you thought you could do away with me?" "Kylie." I tried to reach for her, but Jason was at my side, holding me down, while Maren rose and walked toward her. "you're dead, Damien of the rogues. Remain among the dead." Maren said. Her voice was low, calm, but firm. And after she'd spoken , the ashen veins in Kylie's arms stopped glowing, and she simply passed out. But Maren was at her side, just in time to catch her.