Killing Stalking Character Novels & Stories

He will see her in her partial Lycan form. When I’m ripped backwards and flung into the wall. Bones crack and I scream again. He growls in my face. A cry comes from my side and I see Starci in her human form and she sobs. “Vilkas, listen to me. She killed someone I had no choice.” I scream at him when he growls in my face, when he drops me and runs to her. I look around and see everything is fine. Wait! “Are you fucking crazy? No-one has been killed, everyone is safe. You tried to kill Stacey.” I shake my head, not at the fact I tried to kill her, but by what I’m seeing. She … She tricked me with illusion. What have I done?

Under the shadows (Warning-This chapter has mature content) Alister’s POV I let out the smoke and leaned back on my throne, it has been a while since I killed someone, two days presumably. I sigh and see a man being dragged my way, he fell down right on my shoes and I lifted his face using my shoe. “Pakhan(leader), we have found the man” said a man and I nodded at him slightly. The man lowered his gaze with terror and I gave him a bored expression, “Name?” .

he stammered. I looked at him scornfully. It was such a dishonorable act – a treacherous act- the kind that made you want to shiver. “Thank you,” I replied as dryly as possible. Without any delay I killed him. His body fell to the ground just as his spirit; everything was drained off of him. I didn’t spare a thought for their living and breathing suffering, didn’t waste a moment’s regret for their state. My mind had but one aim and object, to have vengeance on the woman who had slain Agnes’s mother, and on Lord Xeik to have his head.

I heard Zara murmur something soft to comfort her as I flew down the stairs. I raced out of the building like I had lost my mind. Because I had. I could not lose him. But deep down I knew the truth: if I married him now, I would only drag him into the same darkness that took my mother. The killers were still out there, and they would come for him. I jumped back into my car. The keys were still in the ignition. I started the engine and swerved into the street. I was going to get my man tonight, but I would not stop hunting my mother’s killers. Not even for him.

Tears and snot streamed down her face as she banged her head repeatedly on the floor, her forehead quickly turned bruised and swollen. "I'm begging you. I'll find a way to pay you back. I swear I will. Just let Dwight go!" The two officers frowned but remained silent, their eyes fixed on me. I looked down at the woman whom I had once cherished, trusted, and who had ultimately tried to take my life. I watched her, without a second thought, discard every shred of dignity for her brother. In my previous life, when I was curled up in the hospital in the late stages of stomach cancer, racked with pain, did she kneel before the doctors like this, crying and begging them to use the best medicine?

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

The climate reminded me of the day he died. Damon's words echoced in my head like a track. I hated Mason. I wanted to kill him. I have been given the offer on a golden platter, but now i don't know why I am hesitating to do it. I had a kill streak of five hundred bodies. Mason should be an easy cake. But I don't know why a part of me is shaken. I heard foot steps behind me and I already knew who it was. He had a thing for stalking me.

He saw too much violence which would last him a lifetime. 'I have to catch him before he could get a chance to touch my Riley again. Looking at what he is capable of, I cannot risk her safety or any other woman's safety again ' he thought with determination. What is making him restless is the fact that every dead woman has an uncanny resemblance to Riley, which told him how obsessed that Stalker is with her. 'She is my mate and mine alone. I will kill you with my bare hands before you could get close to her again ' he vowed.

"I'm ready for you to kick my ass. Get a few practice partners lined up." "Is this afternoon too soon?" "Not soon enough." I dreaded my next call, but bit the bullet anyway. "The world must be coming to an end. What's up, bitch?" Valery said with her usual air of superiority. I went straight to the point. "I'm not sure if you've heard about my stalker. He's killed two people. My friends, or in your case not so friendly acquaintances, could be on the list." "Wow, Daddy must be keeping this quiet in the media."