Killing Eve Fanfic Novels & Stories

The way he carried her to bed after and tucked her in like she was precious even while he was hating himself for wanting her. I don’t want Kane. I want what they have. The messy, forbidden, all-consuming kind. The kind that makes you destroy rooms and send revenge nudes and scream your secrets in a mosh pit. The kind that makes you call him Daddy and mean it. My phone buzzes under my pillow. I fish it out with one hand, the other still lazily circling my clit because why stop now? It’s a text from Eve. A photo. I open it and actually whimper out loud.

“What were you thinking? She could've gotten killed!” “And so what if she's killed” Eveje slowly got up, struggling to balance her weight while Thelma assisted her. She yelled at him “Wouldn't her death solve our fucking problem? You said she has nothing on you, but you're frickin upset. You even went to visit her!” Kain looked heavenward, his jaw clenching. He was fighting the urge to pull out a gun and blow off her head. Why was he even engaged to such a foolish woman, to begin with?

“Plus I really wanted to enjoy the look on her face. Ten years of waiting and that look was worth every minute of it.” “Who’s this?” I asked as I turned to face Soraya. “Oh, of course. Xaden, this is Evan. He was mated to Celeste but...” “But she decided to kill me instead. Just so she could be with you and all the while, you felt nothing for her.” He paused, turning to face Celeste before speaking again. “If she had been successful, I would have died for nothing. Isn’t that right celeste?” “No.” She whimpered. “No?” He asked

He was the same as a child; he had always wanted what was mine. He kissed the top of her head gently, then he turned her into his arms and kissed her properly, desire sparking at her core. She had been close to orgasm when Killian had torn Eros off her. Now, her true mate's kisses set her blood on fire, and she saw his eyes turn golden, ‘Fuck Tegan.’

I snorted myself. ‘Oh please! Don't even compare. We both know the reason the rooms we get sometimes are always bland is because you sell everything of value in them,’ Eve hissed. “That too,” I chuckled. “Hey Eve, you think you could find a way for us to shake off this lunatic? For some reason, I think he might actually want to kill us.” ‘Might?!’ She exclaimed, flabbergasted. “Right! I know it's my fault but can we not die today?”

She wanted the way his laugh loosened the tightness in her chest she hadn’t known was there. Saying no to this wasn’t saying no to him. It still felt like a kind of betrayal in her ribs. She sank into the chair, the wood creaking softly, and let the darker possibilities crawl in around the edges. Better to name them than pretend they didn’t exist. *Kael dead* came first because, of course, it did. Dead in some nameless pass, blood soaking Nightfang’s snow, cut down by a cultist or an old enemy or sheer, stupid bad luck. Nightfang’s council delivering the news with gravity, Blackmoon’s hall filling with candlelight and whispers.

I yelled, hitting the globe. “I’m sorry, Ario; Selene has to die for peace to reign,” she said, crying. “But she is your daughter; you can’t just watch her die at the hands of her sister,” I said, standing up. She cried weakly. “I love both my daughters, and I wish them well, but now that my hands are tied, one has to die, and it has to be Selene. I have wronged Selena all her life; she needs to be happy and live freely without any worries,” she cried. And I turned around, watching how Eve gutted her sister out. Was Selene still alive, or was she dead? I can’t tell, but Eve had this strength. Her eyes were red, and her anger and hatred for her sister were evident. She growled, and I watched

Eve staggers back but only to hear voice, so evil and hateful whispering to her. “I told you fighting me would be fatal. He’s dead now because of you. What do ou have to sya for yourself now, Eve?” He pulled her into the room and locked the door. Sounds of a body slamming into a bed can be heard from outside. Vlad threw the head on the ground and spits on it. He howls hearing the sound of Eve screaming. The sound of her sobbing with her robe tearing to pieces was explicit making Vlad’s goons laugh to. While Eve had to face the horror of being defiled by the person she had once called friend, the assassins in the hallway was busying themselves by cutting each heads of Kaelan former guards. T

gs does not think I'm being rude to her. The night went by slowly and soon, people began to leave but not after taking photographs with Eve. As I bade the last alpha goodbye, Eve came my way, visibly angry and fuming. It's all for the heir. I won't kill her, all because of the heir. “What was that?” She growled.

Kira points out, and he sighs. "Kaziel is going to kill me. Come on, let's go. Backup is coming with us. You can't do anything on your own, do you understand?" I nod, following them down the hallway. My mind darts back to Eve's bleeding neck. Is she dead? I wonder. If she is...good riddance. I cringe, a lump forming in my throat. Jeez, what am I becoming? A monster? ...