Main Character Kill La Kill Novels & Stories

“Cover more ground. Eyes open.” Dee raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Careful.” Aire disappeared into the crowd, moving like she’d learned to before her death—fluid, unseen, yet fully aware. Every familiar corner, every alleyway, whispered secrets of who had risen and who had fallen while she was gone. And Trevon? He was out there, lurking, underestimating the girl he tried to kill.

' Granny Rafflesia had a ferocious look, "You still dare to be so arrogant when you are near death?" She shouted, "Lilo. Come over here and kill him!" "Yes, Master!" Lilo replied and strode forward. She said coldly, "Who cares if you are the Heaven Deviation Path's Sect Master? We still get to kill you. Remember my name. I'm Lilo. Just in case you don't know who the person who killed you is." She drew her longsword and aimed it at Kye's heart. Kye had used up all of his energy. He could not avoid it. The longsword penetrated deep into his heart. Blood gushed out of his body. His eyes were resentful as he fell backward.

How could any pack have a used and broken Luna? I kept my eyes closed until I was gently placed on a familiar fluffy bed. Prying my eyes open, I looked into the face of Alpha Killian. His eyes had returned to their bright silver color as they took in my horrific looking face. I didn't need a mirror to tell me my eyes were red and puffy from all of the tears I had failed to hold in. "Is that what you think, Claire?" His deep voice asked, a hand running through his already messy hair.

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

However, what he did not know was that James the man with Stanley and Dennis had intended to keep him alive so that his boss Kyle would take his own sweet time to settle scores with him making the man who calls himself The Kill regret that he was ever born. Otherwise, The Kill would not have survived James's full wrath. The Kill as he calls himself was a foreigner. He was a very known assassin on the dark web. He was only eight years old when he was abducted and trained to be an assassin. Out of one hundred and fifty nine kids, he was the only one who made it out. Many feared his name The Kill as every time he is seen, he brings death. His victims are mostly big men and people in power. But

To make sure Luna Adrielle got what she wanted, Alpha Ciandra searched for her brother and killed him. Her name was now feared by the young and the old. Alpha Ciandra wasn’t the protector anymore but the killer. * Finally, the day arrived when she was going to kill Alpha Alphonso, if she wanted to start again, he had to go. On her way to the cell, Kelly saw her. She stopped her, “My child, please, don’t do that. He doesn’t deserve it.” Seeing the love in her eyes reminded her of Hilla. However, Ciandra didn’t have the time again for standing and listening to whatever the wolf had to say.

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE

“This is about justice. About what they did to us. I don’t care what it takes.” “You don’t care?” she whispered, eyes filling with emotion. “You’d pretend to fall in love with him—just to kill him?” “This is the only way. I’ve trained my whole life for this. Lucien has to die.” Silence stretched between us. Then Lydia stepped forward, her voice soft and scared. “If you do this and they find out—” “They won’t,” I said quickly. Evelyn’s fists clenched. “Then we’re going with you.”

He stumbled back. “You… how do you know?” I answered only, my voice like frost. “Because, like you, I was reborn.” Panic tore through him. His eyes went wild, his mouth muttered the same words again and again. “No… no… impossible…” Not long after, the tribe found him dead at the edge of a ravine. The corpse of a lone wolf, rotting and forgotten. And I… I held William’s hand and walked toward our future. Under the rising blood moon he bent to my ear and whispered,

Riley called out, his voice urgent as he set his uncle down on the truck seat and turned back toward the open alleyway to join me. "There is no time to set up a firing line, Riley, so keep your uncle safe while I clear these four guards from the narrow gap between the walls!" I yelled back, stepping forward fast as the first hitman raised his short rifle toward Riley's chest. I lunged before the hitman could pull his trigger, driving my right dagger straight into his shoulder joint to knock his aim wide, and as his rifle clattered against the ground, I spun around to slash my second blade across the jacket sleeve of another soldier who was trying to draw a pistol from his holster.