Killing Eve Books Novels & Stories

Nadir woke up in the morning terribly confused. She felt as if was drunk, except not with alcohol, but life energy. The last time Nadir felt something like this was when she was still a young succubus and out of greed was able to kill her victims, depriving them of all life energy. Miguel was sleeping right next to, visibly weakened, which made her add two and two.

At the same time, the huge doors opened from the rear of the church, and in poured hundreds of new vampires, all clearly loyal to Kyle. Caitlin didn’t care. This was the faceoff she’d been waiting for. She hated Kyle, Sergei and Kendra with a passion and fervor she reserved for few others. And as she saw Caleb stand up proudly beside her and prepare himself for the confrontation, she knew he shared the same feelings. “It’s time for you to pay for my son!” Caleb screamed, as he dove in the air, right for Kyle. “And it’s past time that I killed you for good!” Kyle retorted.

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She stretched out like a cat, before mumbling, “What time is it?” “Just after 1:30.” Evelyn sat up. “Ricci?” “Sedated for now.” She nodded before biting her lower lip and scrunching her brows together. “Killing him won't take back all the horrible things he has done and the lives he has taken. It won’t bring…them back.” Evelyn said the words so quietly, I almost believed she didn't mean to say them out loud until she looked up at me.

Are you trying to say that you want to eliminate the king?" Eve asked in a low voice. Even though she has torture a lot of people, killing the king will be a very difficult task and the fact that she hasn't even killed anyone before. "You heard me right Eve. He embarrassed me today right in front of everyone, and this is not the first time of him doing that. I'm the one who made him what he is today, and this is what I get." Mr Travis said, gritting his teeth in anger.

I explained, my frustration growing. The drive continued in silence, each of us lost in our thoughts. I grappled with my primal instincts while Eve tried to reconcile the violent realities of my world with the man she knew me to be. -------------- EVE POV Lying to Kha had felt necessary, a way to mitigate the escalating tension. Yet, the guilt from withholding the truth ate at me relentlessly.

I killed people and it felt so good and I wasn't going to stop till I'm right qt the top, where no one can touch me. I slid into the car, my body instinctively pressing against the door, seeking some kind of barrier between me and everything I had just left behind. The engine rumbled to life, and the car began to move, but there was something—someone—beside me. I could feel the presence, but I refused to turn my head, not wanting to know who it was. My gaze stayed locked on the world outside, my mind replaying the screams over and over. The image of their tear-streaked faces, the desperate shaking of their heads, their silent pleas for mercy. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I had already made

It was me and her, with a connection I couldn’t deny. Eve’s POV My heart didn’t stop racing with anger and my mind didn’t stop thinking and analyzing what I was about to do. I wasn’t sure if I cared for the people I was about to risk my life for, the same people who might see me and still choose to kill me again. Chills ran down my spine as we crossed the outer boundaries of Blackthorn. The familiar scent of the pack hit me all at once. I tried a couple of breathing exercises Malik had taught me but it did nothing so I just held his hand even tighter.

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She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w