Killing Them Softly Streaming Novels & Stories

Dylan PRESENT... I thought death was supposed to be cold. The same cold that follows darkness, creeping up your back like a spider you couldn't shake. Wrapping around your neck, forcing you to take your last slow gasp. I thought death didn't hurt but I know for a fact my wrists were stinging. I wiggled my wrists. I could move? Am I dead? My eyes fluttered open and slowly my surrounding came into focus. There were people in the room, somewhere. I could hear low chatter around me. As my heart rate settled a little, I could hear pieces of the conversation too.

I state. *Fucking nailed it,* Dozer says, over mind-link. I draw a deep breath, feeling like the worst of it is over. When Bruce sits down and the dork Norman gets up, Mick paces in my head. “How many people have you killed Travis,” he asks. Cheap shot. I keep a straight face and don’t flinch. *Yeah we’ll leave the next body on his porch so he can see what trash we take out,* Shock says, over mind-link.

I slowly reached for the dagger. I pulled it out. Quietly. Carefully. The moonlight hit the blade. Someone behind us chuckled. Probably Marcus. I held the dagger between us, not raised. “I’ll fix this,” I said under my breath. Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “By killing me?” I almost laughed. But I didn’t. I stood. Held the blade high. “I’ll do it,” I said loud. Calm. Elias looked pleased. “Then do it.” I looked at Sebastian one last time.

She melted at my kiss like she always did. “Ew!” Killian said from over my shoulder. “Kissing Mommy gross.” “Really?” I asked. “I love Mommy’s kisses. Almost as much as I love Mommy.” Penelope has a new romantasy series coming out under the pen name Penelope Barsetti. I was fifteen when the Death King came for us.

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?!"