Killing Him Softly Movie Novels & Stories

"You can't lure that man, Laura. He was trained by the ruthless god of mafia world." "I'm gonna kill you, Blue! You will die in my hands and the fake Laura will take the consequences. You'll die a most painful death, Blue. I promise you!" I shook my head and took my gun out. I pointed it at her temple. "No, Laura. You'll die in my hands." She laughed sarcastically as the car stopped. "You'll kill me? Can you really kill me, Blue? You were known as the most softhearted person. You're weak inside and outside. How can you kill me, huh? You'll use your soft words?"

Kill never talks… never cares… I’m just there for his pleasure. “Damn. I’m going to kill him. How dare he—” He strides toward the door, and I rush after him to grab his arm, stopping him. Sparks light up my arm, but I don’t pull back this time. I like them—the sparks, the warmth, the care he’s showing. Kill hasn’t even shown that much. “No, Zane. Stop… there are cameras in the hallways. Please. He will… he will kill you.” His eyes soften, and next I know he cups my face in his palms and steps closer to me. Our chests brush, and a rugged breath leaves my lips to fan his.

I knew he was involved in dirty business but why will she kill her boss? [Meaning: She killed Luciano] I left without saying a word to Alizo and went to my room. Thoughts about Reina clouded me. She was a killer and a dangerous one too. But when I saw her at the party, she was drunk, wild and innocent. Her soft brown eyes hid a lot of emotions and unspoken words but also held danger. I still cannot believe that those little hands have killed and stabbed many. But why will she become a killer? I didn't even care about the document cause the information there was false. Silver did die but everything else was just rubbish.

"Oh, you're up, Mom. We've got someone who needs a blood transfusion, and lucky for her, your blood type matches. Why don't you help her out? She's so young and helpless. "And by the way, stop coddling Zoe so much. She's lacking the compassion and softness someone her age should have. She's like a ticking time bomb. And don't worry, this procedure's no big deal. You're not the type to just stand by and let someone die, right?" What a "perfect" son Dad was. Grandma was so mad, her breathing got shallow and her heart rate spiked on the monitor. I quickly tried to help her calm down.

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

Whoever interferes with me, I will kill him and we will both go to hell. ***

He tilted her face up to his. "You want to know what you're asking for?" His voice was low, controlled, but she could feel the tension in his fingers."I killed two men tonight. I'll kill more tomorrow. People are going to come looking for me. And if they find you—" He stopped. Swallowed."I don't get to keep things. Every time I've.." She cut him off. Her lips brushed the corner of his mouth—not a kiss, exactly. A question. "I'm not a thing," she whispered.

Hundreds of pack members held their breath, waiting for the sacred moment. Everything was exactly as it had been in my past life. But I knew the truth. This honor was a mask for a lifetime of lies. I had died once before. Murdered on a cold winter night by the very boy I had raised as my own son. The feeling of my bones snapping, my soul tearing from my body… the memory was still raw. Now, the Moon Goddess has given me a second chance. I was back, just before my official mating ceremony with Aiden.

He stopped right in front of me, Close enough that i could feel it. “What’s your name?” he asked quietly. “…NIRA PETERSON.” His gaze softened. “Of course it is,” he muttered. Confusion flickered across my face. “What does that mean?” He didn’t answer.Instead, he turned slightly, his presence shifting again. “Class dismissed,” he said. The instructor’s jaw tightened.“You don’t give orders here. he tilted his head slightly, His eyes flashed, Screaming something deeper and dangerous.The temperature in the room dropped.