Killers Quote Novels & Stories

Killer, keyword, killer smile. “I don’t trust anyone here he would have to dispose her body by ourselves, if I tell Audrey she would freak out so I guess this is on you and I.” He added. I beg your finest pardon?! I’m not touching… no! He killed her! She’s dead! What the fuck! “You have to turn yourself in Walter, it’s the right thing to do.” I replied trying to appeal to his conscience if he has any. What is with me and getting involved with murderous psychotic mafia kings?! Can’t I just get a nice charming gentle man for a change?!

"You know, your hate towards me, it has made you exactly what I am. If, for the sake of Mukul, you're Dr KM, a PhD holder in Virology. Then, for me, you're the Silent Killer. The underworld shivers after hearing your name. Your brains, your wit and your ruthlessness can scare the hell out of everyone, including me. People are well aware of the fact, that if they mess up with the Silent Killer, they must be ready to face a life worse than death." He spoke while I closed my eyes. No. This wasn't what I wanted to hear. Not at any cost. "You keep on blabbering that you don't care about my existence. Even if I am alive or dead, it doesn't matter to you. All these words are a facade, a lie that yo

Jackie grunted. "What do you do for a living?" the speaker asked again. "I'm a killer, a kidnapper, a tormentor. I do all dirty works" he professed confidently while the crowd moaned in awe. "For money, nothing personal" he shook his head and smirked. "So what do you know about the killings that have been happening recently?" the speaker continued her questioning. "I know nothing except that they give the orders, I carried out the job. All of it. Don't be surprised, I'm a genius" he chuckled.

John said as he laughed sarcastically "Nothing you say or do would have made me accept the title, and I don't think you deserve to know too. You are a killer, a murder" Stephen growled once again "And what kind of a mate are you? You are supporting the man who made your mate fall into a death trap" Stephen said to Nick angrily

"I'm not—I'm not helping you kill someone—" "You are not killing anyone. You are just setting up a date to help me save more people." Karma spoke in a cold tone. "Do we have a deal or not?" Mia looked at her phone, then at Marcus, and back at Karma. "Deal." She stood up to leave. "Mia." The girl froze, then turned back. Karma smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "If you double cross me, I will find you." Mia nodded once slowly.

“La verità è amara (Truth is bitter, they say).” “Who do you think you are?” I hissed. “Without my family’s help, when you were nothing, when you were bleeding out and useless, you’d be dead and rotting somewhere. How dare you speak to me like I’m one of your disposable killers!” Fire flashed in her eyes, dangerous and dark. “For someone who walked into the Bloodhounds’ den alone,” she said quietly, “you have a lot of nerve. Do you know if I told one of my boys to slit your throat right now and burn the body, you would be gone forever, never to be found?”

“Bullshit.” A strange calm filled me. “Hey, Hunter.” “Yes?” I stared at the path they’d left through. “If it comes to it, kill them first.”

I feigned ignorance that it was not a good comeback, but my eyebrows shot up in annoyance and my lips tried to choke back a more sarcastic reply, “You sounded like a serial killer there, bud. You need to pace yourself when you meet the ladies." “What? No.” He rubbed his chin and looked me straight in the eyes. “I only kill girls with my smile.” Here we go. “And you can’t go around calling people psychopathic killers.” I stopped myself from gagging at that. “You definitely seem like one of those men I hear about on the late-night news."

I said, pointing my gun at him. It was becoming useless trying to argue with him for turning his life around. No one dared to double-cross me unless they wanted to meet their maker and be remembered no more as if they never walked this earth. "Kill me, Mario and vengeance from my brothers and people will make you a fugitive in your land," he said between his bloody teeth, and I laughed. "I'm not called the Undertaker for no reason, son, I laugh at my enemies as they die," and just like that... BAM!! BAM!!

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.