Killing Eve Novels Novels & Stories

My husband's childhood friend, Sarah, killed my parents, and my husband, Nom, covered it up, choosing to shield her instead. I was left with no choice but to break our Mate Bond and avenge my parents. "Nom, we found Sarah's fingerprints all over the murder scene. We've got solid proof. If we corner Jem with this, he'd back down from the fight to become the next Alpha, no question. Why are we even looking for another angle?" The beta's voice carried through the quiet study, his body wedged behind the slim door, effectively hiding the man at his desk.

My fingers clawed at her steel grip as the air thinned, each gasp harder to catch. Her eyes narrowed, wild. “It was always you. Because of you, Father never saw me. Because of you, Mother beat me. Why do you get happiness, every life, every time? Why do you get the perfect husband? Don’t worry, Sera. You’ll die, and I’ll be reborn again. And this time, I won’t make the wrong choice. I’ll kill you before you even marry. I’ll tie you up and make you watch as I take everything.” I forced a smile. “Is that all you’ve got?”

Eve said with a long sigh then she stood up, making Evelyn raise her head to look up at her. “I'll get going now. It's already nearing five in the morning. Time passes by. I'm going to visit you again after a month. Also, I read about that book—it was psychotic to the point that I'm going to be stressed just by reading the novel from chapter one to chapter five hundred. Damn.” Eve complained while pouting, making Evelyn's eyes widen as she looked at her. “What's the ending? No, the plot?” Evelyn asked but Eve cheekily smirked at her.

"Memories don't wait for convenience, Mr. Voss. If there's a chance she can identify the arsonist, we need to take it." Eve squeezed Alex's hand. "It's okay. I need to do this." The east wing was a tomb. Charred beams, water-stained walls, the faint outline of furniture reduced to skeletons. The smell of smoke was thicker here, acrid and choking. Eve's steps faltered as they reached the master bedroom, or what remained of it. Flashes hit her — not real memories, but vivid nightmares fed by KJ's files and her own guilt: Sophia screaming, flames climbing the curtains, a man's silhouette in the doorway.

XIENNE Dear Diary, Now I already have a plan on how will I kill Ace. Though my plan would be so hard to make it happen successfully I know it would be all worth it. I trust myself. I will seduce him and get his trust and attention then I will do my dirty little plan. Thinking of it gives me a huge excitement. Surely, killing him will give to me great satisfaction. But for now, I need to do my first step. It is befriending them all to earn their trust in me. I will play good and kind just like I was before. A good girl. I don’t care if they will abuse my kindness again, the most important thing is making them all stupid and then killing them all. No one dared to be good at me from them, and t

“What’s it about? I can’t remember.” “The novel’s coming along fine,” Eva replied proudly. “In fact, it’s almost done. You can’t remember what it’s about because I didn’t tell you, but nice try.” Tara heaved an impatient sigh and dove into her fare with exaggerated gusto. She hated secrets. Eva consistently refused to divulge the theme of her novels until they were in print. Her way of making it up to her niece and nephew was to present them with autographed first editions. Tara couldn’t understand where Eva came from with her superstitions. Just once she’d like to be able to know the plot before the world did.

EVELYN I felt a shiver run through my spine as Nolan placed his hand on my shoulder, and stroking my collarbone only made it worse. I stared into his bright blue orbs feeling unable to move. What are you doing Evelyn? You should be kicking his ass for touching you right now.

She glanced between us and then asked Xander, "What are all of you doing here?" "May we come in?" Xander asked, the perfect gentleman. "Yes, of course." She quickly stepped out of the way, giving him enough room to let us in. "Would any of you like a cup of coffee or a glass of tea?" "No, thank you. May we talk?" He motioned toward her dining table. She nodded. "Yes, of course. But I'd rather stand." "So be it." It was clear that Xander was trying hard to control his temper, but his patience was quickly waning. "Eve just told me that you overheard River's killers talking to him before his death. Is that true?"

"You have a job to do, then I can let you go without harm." She slowly raised her head but down down immediately. "What job?" He moved closer, "You killed Keisha and now, you will have to bring her back." She quickly looked up. "I didn't kill....." It then occured to her. She remembered what had happened to her the night she got drunk. She tried killing herself but she didn't, then she went back to her apartment. Seeing how perfect Keisha's life was, having two men willing to do everything for her and everyone adoring her, she killed her. She killed her female lead out of jealousy.

the ever thoughtful Arianne is still thinking about others even she herself is still not stable enough Jace thought to himself. He nodded then slowly bring her outside while the paramedics do their job and retrieve Lauren's dead body. He let her sit inside the car and give her his phone to call her grandmother then he went to Killian who is also talking to his men. "Cahill, I can't thank you enough man!" Jace said as he reach his hand to meet Killian's for a handshake. "No worries Keller! You know I like your daughter so much! And it's not much of a bother what I just done. So c'mon go check your woman and your daughter now!" he said smiling.