Licensed To Kill Book Novels & Stories

"Only man I know of willing to walk in a room full of men being at a clear disadvantage, then drawing a gun without warning, killing a bunch of people-" "Hey hey! Don't twist facts. I only killed two! That is not a bunch of people." "What does count as a bunch of people for killing? Word is one is too many." "I don't know maybe ten? No one wrote a book on killing you know!" "Pretty certain it did pop up in a book. The bible said not to kill at all you know."

In the middle of Rachel’s speech, she took out a red license and threw it right at Yoel’s face. Yoel grabbed the license and took a glance. His expression changed frantically after he saw it. “The license to kill?!” “It’s good that you know about this. Even though I already quit Longmen, my license is still here. Even the sovereign grants special permission to kill first before reporting! “Even if you were to stand in my way, Yoel Graham, I’ll just kill you off too! Who would even dare to stand up for you?!” Rachel did not give a sliver of respect toward Yoel. Her license to kill was her trump card.

I needed to know what it is or else I have this feeling that I will lose my mind. Or else I have this feeling that I can lose myself when she got killed. Which is insane, right? I, Alpha King Lucas Haze, born with nothing but the power bestowed upon my faith is afraid for a woman’s life. A woman that I’ve barely known. “ Oh, I won’t kill her Alpha Riley. Because when that time comes that she became the hole of our plan, the liability of our throne, I will make you kill her without mercy,” he finally said before throwing the book on the ground and exiting my office.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

That old guy pointed at the bookshelf two rows farther. Ryan found a lot of books there, which caught his eyes. While checking out those, he chose a book “Eye of the evil” written by K. Miller. It was a story of a killer who had two different eye colors. His eyes full of rage, resent, one could see a burning hell in his eyes. How that killer killed all of his prey with his own designed equipment and the reasons behind murders, caught in Ryan’s attention. He bought this book.

Would be use as an evidence. Back then as an assassin, I always made sure I destroy every proof that I have. Every single one of them, I don't ever leave any trail or something that could stand as a weapon against me. I am always careful. There was this particular book that caught my eye, is actually the title that piqued my interest... The book title is, *The kidnapping of five kids.* This is so gross, killing people wasn't enough, he actually... Kidnapped kids! My father is a real psycho.

" His tone was light, almost casual, but a flash of ruthlessness flickered in his eyes—a sharp reminder that he was a true Vostmark oligarch. It was a quality Alexander, despite all his Dominion Exchange polish, could never match. "What are you going to do to him?" "I won't take his life," Mikhail said calmly. "At most, he'll spend a few days at our private wellness facility in Nordveil. Let him experience what cold really feels like." He reached for my hand; his warm palm closed in a firm grip. "Emma, give me a chance. I'll show you what true protection means. It's not about drugging you to forget, but about making sure everyone who ever hurt you pays for it."

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“It’s practically over before it’s begun. That’s the nice thing about these magical wars–they’re quick. It’ll be over by morning.” I grip the hilt of my father’s sword. I’ve been imagining this moment for months–debating how I’d do it. There were plenty of times I could have killed this man. Torn him to shreds. But he kept the book hidden, and I’d be damned if I killed him without knowing its location. The only reason he’s alive right now is because he’s holding the book, and I’m going to give him a single chance to undo this mess before finally, finally, killing him.

into my ears, I felt cold and wondered who the next victim was gonna be. Dave died the previous day from an asthma attack which everyone thought but I knew it wasn't. How could I tell anyone that I could see their deaths without sounding delusional? "I'm crazy, this isn't real, please don't let it be" I screamed as I found the right words to express my dilemma. She laughed hysterically and the room echoed. Touching my face, I could feel how cold her hands were as she sheepishly said "It's gonna last forever, this is a blessing don't see it as a curse, you've been blessed with a power that no one could ever imagine".