Killing Stalking Ending Novels & Stories

Stiles stood in the middle of the room, looking like his head was about to explode. “Wait, wait, wait!” Stiles yelled. “I am totally lost! Back up the bus! What do you mean Sky didn't kill him? Was he supposed to kill him? Is Sky—is he a professional hitman? Am I missing a huge chapter of the story here? Is everyone in this room a secret agent except for me? What's going on? Or….” Stiles’s eyes went wide in realization as he turned to Sky. “Wait... Sky, are you actually a—”

I try to make sense of what I’m seeing through my hazy vision, but my body has lost too much blood and I can feel myself slipping away. My vision blurs with adrenaline and fear as I look back at Stacey, fierce and beautiful in her deadly grace. With a nod of understanding, I kick my legs out in a desperate move, knocking Felicity off balance, her screams filling the air as she stumbles towards the ground. I groan, barely able to keep my eyes open, that last jolt of energy fading away. In a blur of movement, I see Stacey plunge a blade into Felicity’s neck while her claws dig mercilessly into her chest. As Felicity falls to the ground, I catch snippets of Stacey’s words before she rips out he

I screamed, trembling violently. “Well… Who asked him to try to escape? I should have known that having him here was an issue. Killing him first would be the easiest for me since he's already down…” The stalker trailed off and knelt beside him, slapping his already bloodied face. The way his head was moved to the other side, I noticed the pool of blood that had begun to gather under his head. “N… No.” I stammered. “Oh? It seems like he hit his head too hard when he fell. He's bleeding. I guess I don't even have to kill him myself. He'll die of blood loss even if I don't do anything.”

He looks past me, almost like he is looking to see if Cian followed me here. "I've told you nothing but what I know," Stace explains slowly, shoving his hands into his pants. I narrow my eyes, trying to figure out whether he is lying right to my face or not. He’s hard to read, his expression like some expertly arranged mask that changes depending on who he is talking to. "Abella is dead. Cian killed her." At this point, I’m finding myself wanting to convince him. "What if he didn't Stace? What if it was Noah who killed her?"

Mackenna yelled at me. "Wrong move." I snarled. I reach out and grab her by her throat, Rocco then comes forward and rips Mackenna's heart out, throwing her to the ground next to the slut Stacey. The pack gasp as I just killed my mate, but I don't fucking care. We both hated her. As I am standing there, I hear slow clapping. I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well.

If that happened, everything I’d been working toward would fall apart. I watched as she kept a straight face but her fingers were shaking tremendously. She was hiding something. "Speak before I make your daughter meet her father in hell right now" I spoke, a trace of anger laced on my tongue. "The stingers betrayed her and I think there should be another reason. But the stingers came to our harbour to watch our every move and find a way to penetrate and take everything away from her. We found them and she killed them immediately after getting them to speak." She said exhaling every burden she had out.

Making my way to my car, I drive out and head back to the base. To be real, I could’ve killed him right there but killing him in Fred gym’s is not going to be a good idea. If I kill Chase there, it means the police will investigate Fred gym’s and the news will be broadcast everywhere and who knows, Fred will meet with his ex-enemies and he has to run away again. As cold-hearted bitch I am, I still have a heart and I know that escaping yourself from the mafia is not easy and it requires a lot of money. So yeah, I could kill him in other places or I could sneak out to his house.

𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒚 “Please don’t do this…” the man had lost his voice, I have a wife… and..” He coughed, there was nothing for the other two men to hold anymore, the man fell to the ground with his face. “I will be sure to kill them too, actually, I’ll give them a less painful death, it’s not their fault you’re a dick.” The stalker walked to the side where the man’s body lay. “So I’ll burn your house, every living thing in it will Burn.”

The woods wouldn’t let them escape. Soon we arrived beneath a large tree and stood behind it because the woods had told Sawyer this was where the others were headed. The full moon was rising, and the clouds had begun to disperse. It was frightening to think I would be witnessing the last of the killings in person. But it would be so satisfying to see the look on Jack's face when he realized he was becoming the final victim to set us free. “I can’t run anymore with this child in my arms,” Dr. Kelly's voice made me straighten my back and groan angrily.

Now Jack saw the other path. He stood alone in the Authorial Lock. The sentence wrapped around him like chains. He smiled once, because he had always been good at lying to spare others pain. Then the white format consumed him. Outside, Sterling Tower lived. Marcus rose. Ben shouted. Aaliyah laughed and cried. Haley held the baby. Katherine fell to her knees but survived. The conclusion whispered, "Choose." Jack's chest cracked around the old instinct. Katherine turned on the ending-form with murder in her eyes.