Licensed To Kill Book Novels & Stories

I asked them as I too sat down and began to read. “One book builds up to a way that they can be killed, but then abruptly changes the subject on the next page. I thought that maybe it had been taken out, but I can’t see any damage to the pages.” One piped up from the couch. “Well, what does it tell us?” He adjusted his reading glasses on his nose as he flipped back to a bookmark. “There are pictures of the Lycans being stabbed and burned; so maybe their weakness is fire?”

I admitted, shaking where I stood as I prayed I would not be thrown back out to the wolves to die now after everything I had just survived. ____________________ This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and

I carried the book away and got into my room. I sat on the bed and flipped the first page over. What I read shocked me. HOW TO KILL THE ALPHA OF A LYCAN PACK!

The beasts’ dark eyes glare at me as his lips curl back over his razor sharp teeth. “As good as dead!” “No, she isn’t. You can’t kill her because she is your mate.” “I can’t physically kill her, but we can drain her until she is almost dead. Then we can walk away, leaving her to rot.” He laughs manically at me. I grab a book, hurling it at him. Something that he wasn’t expecting, and it hits him in the face. “You’ll pay for that!” But I don’t stop, hurling book after book at him as he tried to edge closer to me.

Some titles seemed interesting to him, like ‘How to kill and skin a sand wurm by JJ Rulus’ or ‘The spirit realm unmasked by Sir Tapnes’ and some made him shiver at the thought of their contents, such as ‘A look inside of fae anatomy by Priest Daphne’ and ‘Histories of demonic possession that nearly ended existence by Krun. He had already finished two rows and had started on the third when a slight whispering in his ear broke his concentration, “You must kill.” “What the..?” Rex said out aloud, looking left and right, searching for the person who had made the sound, not being able to see anyone, he followed where he thought the whispering from coming from, rounding the end of the large booksh

Rachel asked, seeing how dusty the book was. "I don't," he replied. "And why is that?" She asked. "The books here are powerful, they were some that can drag the life out of you, there are some that can make the reader run mad, there are some that gives the reader a strange feel, there are some that kills the reader after three days of reading, they are some that can possess the minds of the readers," he explained. "Only the heir is allowed to know which book is which and after my father watched his subject run mad and die mysteriously because they disobeyed his order of opening the book rather than just cleaning it, he shut the library and I did the same," he went on.

“What the heck do you think you are doing? Who the heck gave you permission to touch my stuff?” My voice thundered, trembling with barely contained rage. I marched forward, fists clenched at my sides. Her lips quivered, tightening her grip. “Did she really kill herself? My curiosity led me to read it, and after reading it, I became more saddened and curious.” I hauled the book from her grasp, throwing it on the floor before yelling at her. “No, she didn’t. I did. I killed her myself!” “Why the heck would you read it?”

It didn't. I'll kill him. I'll kill Dylan. ****** Thoughts on the book so far? Drop a comment, I'd love to hear what you think.

“Fine. Library I would need a book that states how to kill a lycan” Nothing. “Um, such a book doesn’t exist. And why exactly are you looking for that kind of stuff anyways? You don’t want to kill Sia do you?” I wish. “It’s not Sia I want to kill”. “Well get rid of your murder plans. It won’t do you any good. Try again. With something not lycan related”. “Fine. Library, I would need a book that states how to seduce a lycan”. It worked yay!

" I couldn't help but laugh. I wasn't sure if Mom and Dad had actually lost it, but Alice definitely had. I pulled out my phone and called them to come pick Alice up. "If it weren't for you—if you'd just paid up—there wouldn't be any need for a mortgage!" Dad shouted at Grandma, jabbing his finger at her. Mom tried to calm him down with a hug. "Arguing with them is pointless. They don't even understand what life and death really mean. They're just selfish." Then, she grabbed Alice, trying to pull her away, but Alice yelled, "Well, just take Grandma's bankbook! All her money's ours when she dies, isn't it?"