Killswitch Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

This was the consequence. This was what happened when you used people as escape—eventually the escape learned your name. “Delete it,” he repeated, controlled. Penelope’s smile softened into something colder. “You’re scared.” Dennis said nothing. She shrugged, unbothered, and tapped the screen. “It’s just a story,” she said lightly. “It’ll disappear.” Dennis lunged for the phone. Too late. The upload circle completed. Penelope rolled onto her side, satisfied. “There,” she murmured. “Now go back to being the guy who doesn’t care.”

Bethany said, batting her eyelashes innocently. Penelope was stunned with her response. She stood up out of frustration, making the chair she was sitting on screeched angrily, “But that is the truth. I did not push you! I tried to even save you but you slapped my hand away!” Her voice rose out of anger. Bethany caught the figure of Killian just outside the door. Slowly, she pulled the pillow from under her head and put it in front of her. Penelope was annoyed with her silence. “Tell Killian the damn truth!” She drew closer and shouted at her.

he was finally defeated. [Meanwhile – Third person's POV] The pacing was not helping at all. Why? Why did she even tell her daughter that secret? She knew Anne couldn’t keep her mouth shut, and now she was about to go down, “and you finally disappointed me.” Penelope’s voice rang, “Your majesty, please forgive me, I will take the fall for this, it is my fault.” “Too late,” Penelope muttered before stringing her heart with a dagger, killing her.

Chapter 11: The Judas Clause The air in the place, which was once a sign of freedom, now felt heavy and bad. Julian stood over the coffee table made of wood from the beach, his gun down but his body still tense, as Penelope fell onto a sofa made of woven rattan. The small silver thing she held called a flash drive was a piece of hope in a world that had become very dark. "Penelope if Silas finds out you are here he will hurt you along with us " Julian said, his voice low and serious.

Penelope barked out angrily, “Stay away from him if not I’ll blast his head off. I don’t mind killing him. I’ll kill him and kill myself. You’d be mine either alive or dead. You will always be mine in every way.” She snarled hard. “Think about it, Adonis doesn’t want you to be like this. He doesn’t-“ Lola starts again. “Miss Penelope, please put down the gun and let go.” One of the officers piped up and she chuckled bitterly.

“So what now? You want redemption?” Penelope leaned forward. “No. I want revenge.” She slid a small black key onto the table. “It unlocks my backup vault. Everything Langford ever touched. Names. Transfers. Photos. Even his private tracker that he used to watch the girls he marked.” Isolde didn’t reach for it. Instead, she stared at Penelope like she was seeing her for the first time. “You’re the reason I nearly lost my sister.” “And I’m the reason you’ll burn him down,” Penelope said. “So make up your mind.”