Killers Of The King Novels & Stories

King said, and laughed. Jake’s gun was out before anyone could react, pulling the trigger and emptying the cartridge into King’s body. It sent ripples through the dark as Dominic’s men stepped into position, firing their guns at the Night Stalkers. Jake didn’t flinch but he found himself face-to-face with King. His hand wrapped around the man’s neck, blood spilling from his gaping mouth. King coughed up blood but grinned. “She’ll forever be tainted by me.” “No, she won’t. She’ll survive but none of you will,” Jake said, and snapped King’s neck.

Isn't it better to die than live like this and be used until someone is satisfied? "Because they are not murderers." Even though I murmured under my breath, he heard me as his expressions changed drastically. In a span of a second, many expressions flickers through those hazel deep eyes. First shock then hesitation and lastly the usual dead look settling down in his eyes. "What do you mean?" he asks, his voice disturbingly calm, his gaze never leaving mine as he stands inches away. I whisper, my voice barely a breath, "The Kings... You’re the one who killed them, aren’t you?"

Power truly was the greatest influence yet. The king chuckled, a genuine expression of amusement crossing his features. Gwen couldn't help but blush at the sound. Her exclamation had been sincere, a testament to the king's ability to captivate with his storytelling. Despite his penchant for teasing, he possessed the ability to enchant even the most skeptical listener. He did well to unnerve with his teasing, but he, as well, could charm as easily with simple words. He truly was a masterful storyteller. "My grandfather believed that power should be shared among his sons, but tragically, before he could implement his plan, his second and third sons killed each other in a duel." The king recoun

Evelyn said, her finger outstretched towards the regal figure who was to be their prey. Their sights were set on Alaric, for he was the key to their victory. The King's demise was their ultimate goal, and they knew that eliminating Alaric would pave the way to success. Victor nodded at the same time, grinning and hugging his wife's waist after whispering horrible words to her. "We shouldn't just kill the King, dear. We should also kill their Queen. We shall extinguish all vampires of royal and noble lineage!"

Everyone had one question: who killed him and why? ‘Friends!’, he cried again to attract attention. Everyone looked at him. ‘ I know, you don’t know me. Neither do you consider me as one of yours? But tonight a crime has been committed. Your king has been murdered.’ Again whispering arose. ‘ Who killed him?’, someone asked. -‘Where is Karseus?’, another one joined. -‘Why should we listen to whatever you have to say? Who are you?’, the third one put in.

I heard him shout that’s why with all my might, I began running and running but then I saw him. Outrage, he stands there, holding the knife like he is going to kill me, right now. I am not afraid to die, but I do not need to die now. I began running again but then suddenly everything went black. “Good morning citizens, the infamous serial killer who drains the blood of his victim and harvest all of their organs of his 10 victims have been captured this morning says police report”

"Kill you?" Yang Xiao’s face was frosty. The King of Killers’ face was distorted with hatred, “That’s right, kill me if you can! Kill me if you can, say hello to your mother for me if I die!” "Damn it, you old b*stard!" Yang Xiao kicked again. As expected, the assassin king once more collapsed on the ground. But his face was still full of provocation. Those who didn’t know would think the King of Killers was masochistic. What he didn’t know was that the King of Killers was gambling that Yang Xiao wouldn’t kill him to find out the truth.

I look around the room, looking for signs that I was being watched. ‘He wants the King dead.’ I link him. There was no other way to say it. I just had to tell him the cold, hard truth. But I also didn't want Amanda listening. He frowns and taps his temple ‘The King is dead. He had Colt killed.’ I shake my head. ‘Not King Colt. Aiden. Aiden is the King now. He wants Aiden dead. He wants the bloodline of the King to end and that ends with Aiden.’

"You know, killing you would be too easy for you. One bullet through your head and what, you don't even feel it? Nah." King immediately pointed the gun towards Rebecca. "No!" Hunter was about to react but everyone in the room pulled out their guns and pointed it towards him, all except Joe, who was holding Rebecca by her upper arm. "You really think you could lay one finger on me and these men will stand here and watch you do it?" King asked him. "I am the King. No one touches the king. "And you? I made you, and I can destroy you. Just like that, and no one would even noticed you're gone. Because no one cares about you, I was the only one that cared and you went behind my back and humiliated

The king asked as Penn smiled. “The Prime minister of course, I am sure he knows the killer as of now.” Penn smiled at Cain who wished Penn death a thousand times over in numerous painful ways. “Cain?” The King asked. “Not yet your majesty.” Cain gritted out. “I am getting close.” “Good because murderers cannot get away with killing my citizens that is not something which I will never allow.” The king raged as his words gave Penn a pause. How can he say those things when he was the one who massacre an entire village?