Killing Comparison Novels & Stories

Karma's POV By the time I drove home, I had already decided on one thing. I wasn't going to confront Noah. Not tonight, at least. Gaius's warning kept replaying in my head, but so did the video. The two men that look exactly the same, the fight, the knife and those words. I'll take over your life, Noah. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, every time I remembered that sentence, a cold feeling ran through me.

The scar on his eye was angry red. Behind him stood Damian. Her murderer. Her fiancé. Seeing him made Arielle’s blood boil. The Void surged. Kill him, it whispered. Rip his throat out. Arielle clenched her fists. Not yet, she told the monster. Wait. "Lycian," Kaelen said smoothly. He didn't stand up. "You look well." "For a terrorist." Lycian sat opposite him. He didn't touch the tea. "Self-defense, Kaelen."

He knew how to fight. However, I had not spent my childhood chopping firewood and slaughtering pigs for nothing. No matter how tough he was, he was not harder to handle than a Sunday-dinner hog. With a clean sweeping kick, I sent him flying. He crashed to the ground, bruised and dazed, right at the feet of Rachel, who had come out from the neighboring exam hall to watch the commotion. In that instant, I clearly caught the fear and disgust in her eyes. A satisfied smile tugged at my lips.

As long as the two of them did not cause Fane any trouble, then Fane would not have any negative thoughts about them. Compared to the Capture Hall, the Killing Hall had twice as many warriors there. The plaza outside the hall was absolutely bustling. Quite a few people talked amongst one another with excited expressions. They had not known the rules of the Killing Hall when they arrived, but they had a vague impression after listening to all the discussions. "Two died in the last match! Only one managed to survive, and he was quite heavily injured too! It just doesn't feel very worth it."

Killing a true god, was completely different from killing a mortal or even an immortal, killing those kinds of beings was thousands of times easier, their body just need to be destroyed or unable to function or sustain life, stop their heart, drain all of their blood or in case of immortal or cultivator in the higher realm that has more than one soul, one just need to destroy their body then destroy all of their soul.

They love how they split their heads or how they let their blood gush onto their bodies before they kill them. They inhale the essence of the fear in their enemies’ eyes. And finally, they reach their destination where the kingdom hides Alpha Alaric and his strongest men. It doesn’t take the triplets any time to kill off the men who came for them first. “This is a flawless victory, brothers.” Kyle chuckles as he crushes a man till his bones break out of his skin and throws him away like he’s just crushed a piece of paper. “I know, right?” Speaks Kieran next, yanking one’s heart from his chest.

We need to get inside first. ‘Kill?’ I had never killed anyone before. These were people. I can’t just kill someone. ‘You won’t be doing it. I will,’ Knox growled, stalking towards the first rogue like it was his prey. ‘They’re people underneath.’ Knox chuckled, ‘we’re animals, Orion. You didn’t have a problem when I killed that bunny. We deal with things differently. But time for talking is over.’

I asked curiously. "First of all it's not the same, I am dating a killer like you said but that doesn't make me an hypocrite, besides I am working on making him stop and as for you, I am telling you this so that you don't end up like him. Just so you know, you stopped being a victim the first time you killed one of the gang members and if you continue like this, there won't be any difference between you guys. You might have even killed more than they have killed in their whole life's." Everything she said just made me sick to my stomach, I shouldn't be compared to them because we are nothing a like, they did what they did because they wanted to but I did mine to punish them for what they did

RONN As far as killing goes, this isn’t so bad. It’s the shortest fight I’ve been in, among the few ones I’ve had. And the bloodiest. Blood and sweat is thick in the air, overpowering scent of rains the cold breeze pushes our way. Three of them lie dead, scattered over the ground in the various manners with which they died; ripped throat, severed spine, bashed skulls. Edril and Allos sure are full of surprises.

she flashed a seductive smile at David and took a gentle sip from the wine glass on the table. She returned the glass to the table gracefully and flashed me a mischievous smile. "It was Lotte Corps, Yes. But it also wasn't the one that handled FireBound and Death Games, the top movies on N*****x." I retorted and glanced back at David. His eyes were glancing back and forth at the both of us. We were already messing with his head, probably. But who would it be? I couldn't afford to lose to this woman.