Novel & Cerita Killing Floor Novel

The energy ate through its fur. Then its skin. Then its bone. The wolf dissolved into gray dust while still running. Its momentum carried the dust forward. It scattered into the wind. Silence fell over the clearing. The wolf Lycian was fighting had stopped struggling. It stared at the pile of dust that used to be its brother. Lycian snapped the first wolf's neck. CRACK. He dropped the body. He looked at Arielle. He looked at the pinned wolf under her hand. He looked at the dust on the wind.

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

I'm exploring the house and I happen upon a hidden library. It is breathtaking! There are books and shelves from floor to ceiling and it's two stories high. The ceiling is filled with beautiful molding and is circular in shape. The drapes are a dark midnight blue and velvet to touch. The dark mohogany and comfy carpet makes this place feel homey. I walk up the steps to the second story library to look at his titles. He has everything: encyclopedias, novels, romance, horror, even a manga section. I laugh at the idea of him sitting in here reading a manga.

Leaving me alone on the floor, covered in soot and ash, my throat felt raw and my lungs was screaming, staring up at the inferno consuming Kieran's penthouse fifty-two stories above. And wondering who the hell had just tried to kill me.

Orange flames flickered in the dark, rainy night, like the gateway to hell. I reached the edge of the pit and, without a second thought, jumped in. The hot embers burned my skin, and the smoke choked me, but I ignored it. I clawed through the ashes, my voice a raw whisper. "No, no, no… Please. There has to be something left." My hands were cut and burned by the hot coals, blood mixing with soot and mud, but I kept digging. In a pile of debris that hadn't completely burned, I found the remains of a photo album.

He carefully studied the information his computer had gathered about free souls. "10 snipers dead." - Aphrodite said to herself and she started killing the enemies on the top floor. Usually the boss is on the top floor but not in Free Souls. According to the information he gathered, only those who are good at face to face combat are here and there are some who are good at handling knives. *bang One bullet. Shin aimed at the one near the glass window and it created a shattering noise causing everyone on that floor to be alert. Since Shin had hacked the entire system, no one else could see what was happening but him.

"Yes, sir." I went upstairs, past the boys' room where I could hear Nova's voice reading them a story. Past my own room to the shower where I stood under scalding water and tried to wash away the feeling of Bianca's death. I'd killed people before or rather, had them killed. From Rivals who threatened my business to Men who'd crossed lines and it came with the territory of building an empire in industries that weren't entirely legal. But this was different somehow, This was the mother of my child. The woman I'd once shared a life with.

His eyes were bloodshot, tear tracks streaking his face as he lurched toward me. "Evelyn! Look what you've done!" With that furious shout, he slapped me hard across the face. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood. Gabriel's mother, Patricia Wilkinson, collapsed to the ground, sobbing hysterically. "Oh God, this is terrible! I told you not to mess with the gas lines during the renovation, but you wouldn't listen! Now look what happened! You've killed people!" Camera flashes exploded around me as reporters shoved microphones in my face.

Since I had distributed everyone's admission tickets myself, I knew exactly where their exam rooms were. As I ran, I planned how to shatter their storyline. Firstly, it was a sweet romance novel. The female lead, Rachel Sharp, was supposed to be a naive yet brilliant top student. The male lead, Timothy Handler, was the cold, domineering school tyrant. Their character settings defined the tone of the story, and were exactly what made readers ship them. The first step was to destroy their character settings. After settling my thoughts, I steadied myself. Then, without hesitation, I grabbed a fire extinguisher from the hallway cabinet and smashed it straight into the glass window of Timothy's e

The police department later underwent a major purge, and the work environment became much cleaner. I enjoyed a period of relative ease… until one night. After working late, I went to the underground parking garage. Just as I was about to get into my car, a sharp pain pierced my chest. I looked down. The bloodied tip of a blade had thrust through my chest. Drops of blood fell, one by one. "Mayor Bowser."