Killing Patton Novels & Stories

Auntie pat face entertained a smile as she saw him, “why the hell are you coming by this time, she asked. “Relax auntie, I was busy, stop stressing that pretty face. I scowled at his compliment. Wait, was that jealousy I felt?. I shook my head again, I must be running mad. Tony cleared his throat, “back to my questio… “There is no question detective, Madam Pat declared, rising to her feet and wagging a finger at Mary “you killed Evelyn, and you know it but one thing I promise you is, you will pay for this. With that she was out of the door, her teachers heel echoing against the tiled floor. ….. “Woah, Tony exclaimed, “that's a lot, especially Madam Pat and her disappointed face”. I burst lau

Patrick had trained himself gradually without revealing his abilities to anyone. "Go to hell!" He fiercely gripped the throat of a mercenary and snapped his neck. In just two minutes, Patrick had killed over another dozen men. As he was about to strike Jessica, a loud noise reverberated. A gunshot echoed. Patrick felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked at Jessica in surprise but fell to the ground before he could speak. Jessica had a gun in her hand! Seeing Patrick on the ground, she looked disdainful. "An eternal grandmaster? Who cares! Is your strength anything against my gun?" Jessica was no fool.

What would stop her from doing the same to Sterling? She had the shard right at his throat as her chest rose up and down in a slightly fast motion. Tears fell from her eyes freely and her face was red. “You may have not killed Patty with your own hands. But you helped. You worked with Heather’s mom and the two of you planned it all. You’re not any different. You may be just taking the fall for it all and could be a victim. But in my eyes, you’re Patty’s killer. A crazy b*tch killer,” He spat the words at her.

he asked. Pat’s smile turned vicious. “How else was I supposed to get close to you to kill you? Your family was already brought to the ground. It was the perfect opportunity. Come into your life. Play the quiet, sweet savior. Make you fall for me. Then destroy you from the inside.” “You stupid bitch!” Massimo raised his gun, finger already on the trigger. Pat only laughed harder. “Didn’t know you were screwing your own cousin, did you?” That was it.

I scoffed, and the man raised an eyebrow, clearly curious about what I had in mind. “I didn’t think that he would lose anything with the ‘death’ of the man that he chose to kill.” I said, and Batrov nodded, waiting for what I was going to tell him. “But when he sees that Vladimir is now alive, working with me, and that he missed the shot. However did he do that and how didn’t he catch the man’s heartbeat depends on me and what I will do, but I also know that no one knows Killian better than Vladimir. And it is about time that we start getting more information about the snake.”

"You think she didn't try? Her mouth was gagged by your orders—how could she call out? There's a large hole in her skull where the bone fractured. Do you know how she got that? She was trying to escape. She broke her own skull trying to break through the fire house door." "She smashed her head until her skull shattered. Did you hear that?" My father closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. Then he stood up, his posture suddenly resolute. "You're right. I killed Scarlett. I request that the pack council sentence me to death." "The death penalty isn't yours to decide. The law will determine your punishment," the chief replied coldly before walking away. One final question remained: who

“You scared me.” “Sorry. I tried not to get shot but I failed.” “You tackled a woman with a gun. Not your smartest move.” “Had to. She was going to kill you.” His grip tightens weakly. “Worth it.” “Idiot.” “Your idiot.” He coughs. Winces. “Patricia’s recording. Clears us both. Shows Marina and your father and the whole conspiracy.” “I know.” “So it’s over. Finally over.” “Maybe.” I smooth his hair back. “If you survive.”

He immediately ran to the toilet bowl and stuck two fingers down his throat to vomit. I walked over with my hands crossed. "You forget that we have cameras at home. Seeing this is the first time, I won't press charges. "You are going to call your mother and get her to pick you up. You will never step foot in my home ever again!" Jason vomited so hard that tears streamed down his face. He stood there, trembling. "Aunt Eva, are you kicking me out? Why? I lived with you for three years in my past life! Why is it different this time?!"

Cassian froze completely. Several nearby warriors overheard and looked toward us in shock. One of the servants nervously laughed like they thought I was joking. I wasn’t. My gaze never left Cassian’s face. “Thirty-six times,” I repeated calmly. “Once for every child you killed.” The color drained slowly from his face as he realized that he wasn't the only one who had been reborn. “You remember…” he whispered. “You’re not the only one who got a second chance,” I whispered back.

“Sir, please, I’m just a Seasoner. I don’t know where she is. She’s not here.” “I usually cut off the tongues of liars, but I’ll spare yours.” Pat’s eyes rounded with fear as she paled. She was regretting not killing Zee much earlier. Gosh! She hoped she would somehow manage to do that, as soon as possible. She just could not afford to fail this mission. It was important to her. She watched Michael continue.