Killers Of The King Novels & Stories

the King demanded. "Yes!" the people cried. "And what do you say, shall we purge our weakness?" the King asked. "Yes!" the voices resounded. "Shall we execute this traitor?" the King called out the question. "Yes! Execute him!" the people shouted. Zephyr laughed, and he turned his eyes to Webber with a sick satisfaction. "Do you hear that, Eliezer?" he asked, addressing his familiar rival. "The people are against you. Your own countrymen are calling for your death. Here you stand in chains before me, and who is there to save you? The King of Himmel?" He laughed. "Let him save you as he did Sebastian and Stephan, his Ambassador as his Seer and his King," Zephyr jeered. "I killed them, Eliezer

Nico yelled, firing a shot into the air. I chuckled darkly as an idea formed. I wouldn't beg for something I created. "I'll return for all of your heads," I declared, a scoff escaping my lips. "I never issue empty threats." "We'll be ready for you, killer," he said, locking his gaze onto mine. With a smirk, I walked away and climbed into Luciano's car, setting my course for his mansion. It was time to step into my power as a Donna. I held the steering hard as pictures of the stingers, my family betrayed me. They committed a grave mistake and they knew it. I would kill all of them, I'll survive without them, I always survive. I will kill them all. Once a killer, always a killer.

"Ple..as..e.. L..let me g..o.." "Before start talking you should know that you will be not able to see sunlight till you are alive and for your family you should have been thought it before doing a crime.." Alexander leaned forward on his seat "now tell me, why you killed Alexander King?" The man stiffened.. He thought this was the most secretive crime he ever did and no one knew about it.. But, how come this man know.. He shouldn't admit it, right? "I..I do..on't know any Al..Alexander K..King.." He spoke somehow..

218 "You have to mark her now!" Her mom yells in grief, an endless trail of tears gushing down her eyes as she pleads to the King. He doesn't say anything but he finds it very hard to ignore her words. He continues to stare at the little girl breathing her last few breaths of air. He's heart broken, and disoriented. Physically and emotionally drained. He's crying hard, but only on the inside. "I don want to hurt her." He then says, voice almost inaudible yet crystal clear for the girl's parents to hear.

Noah recorded each order with precision. I walked to the window overlooking the city. Somewhere in those streets, Dorn was holding children who had no voice. I intended to give them one. “We need to solve all these matters in a week. The Canadian King's profile and Dorn are the targets we need to hit in a week, because both are connected to smuggling and I am sure they are the only two filth who have the treasure in their grip.” The word “treasure” left my lips, heavy and deliberate, carrying a weight no one in the room could perceive. My chest tightened, a coil of anger, protectiveness, and the raw sting of loss.

The name was a fading thought in her mind as she offered herself to fate to do as it pleased with her. Adrian Miller, the President of Miller Empire was traveling with his grandmother in the snowy weather as he looked at his grandmother lovingly while she enjoyed the view of the snow outside. It was a perfect moment. But, the perfect moment wasn't acceptable to fate as a young lady jumped infront of their car. Little did they know, the little lady never jumped infront of their car. She was just lost and abandoned and broken and tired. "Sir! What should we do? I don't know where she came from, Sir. I-" The driver turned around to look at Adrian who had already opened his door to get out of th

The blood would’ve been scrubbed out of his carpet a hundred times before he could find one man to replace the five he wanted to murder. No, he would let them live until they stopped proving to hold any use for him whatsoever. The moment, however, that they stepped on a crack, made the one fatal wrong call, or made the mafia boss take over their jobs. At such a point, David wouldn’t hesitate to pull the gun even for one second. The cost of failure would never be able to measure up against the years of service they provided David. Even the most decades-loyal men would eventually find their eternal sleep at the other end of the mafia boss’s gun.

******** He has no idea how long they had been at it but both he and the King had reached their orgasm just once, while their beautiful lovers lay wasted after giving so many times. Anderios noticed the king seem displeased for a while. "What bothers you?" he asked as he climbed over to the huge bed to come to sit beside the king. "I Killed him!" "He would have killed you!" Anderios spoke softly. "He was under a spell!" "It doesn't matter now," Anderios met the king's eyes. "He's dead." his voice held a little edge to it. "But I am not!" he whispered. The King stood up from the bed and stared down at Anderios.

Turning to King Richard, he relayed a chilling message: "General Victor sends his regards." As the driver's silver handgun roared, King Richard's world spiraled into chaos. The bullets, each a harbinger of betrayal and treachery, tore through his lungs, head, neck, and whole body, until 24 bullets had been fired. Then the driver stopped. However, time seemed to rewind, bringing King Richard back to the crucial moment, 60 seconds before his untimely demise. With the foreknowledge of the impending betrayal, he swiftly canceled his call to General Victor, altering the course of events that led to his assassination.

“My King, I was attacked from behind without warning. There were no scents in the air, no noise. I felt the blow to the back of my head. It happened so fast and when I came to I went looking for Sven and I found him dead. His Highness, Prince Gustav, Princess Consort Marie and all four boys were dead, shot in the head.” The King’s anger only increased and we all looked at him as he contemplated his next move. “Thank you Tomas.” The warrior looked up, a frown etched on his features as the King slipped a dagger from his jacket. The blade went into his throat and came out on the other side, severing his spine. I was surprised at how quick the King had been in his kill. Tomas gurgled something a