Murde Novels & Stories

Derek “I killed him” she mutters to herself as place her on her feet, her hands grip tightly on the hem of my shirt, the room falls silent for a minute before she speaks again, “I killed him” “Yes” “I am a murderer” “Not yet” I answer. She is so traumatized that she doesn't move from the spot I left her, her eyes scan everywhere but me. The guilt she feels doesn't let her look at me, right now she feels she is a worst sinner than I am because she killed someone. Killing someone for the first time always leaves memories, scars and for some people habit, the urge to do it again creeps in especially if they enjoys the taste of power they felt in taking someone’s

"Please, brother. Not like this. A sword or an arrow through my heart, but not fire." Liv grabbed Brodi's hand tightly as he pronounced Brand's sentence. "Brandur Sköll! You have shown yourself to be a traitor to your pack. You kidnapped and planned to kill your Alpha's fated mate. You conspired with another Alpha to turn your Alpha Berserker, thus causing his death."

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

I glared at him, Jade took the remote and turned off the television “What happened you sounded urgent over the phone?” Jade asked “Hmm, guys there's a big problem” I said and all of them adjusted on their seats immediately “What's wrong?” Dell that has been lying down sat up and asked “It's the black wolves they claim some of their pack members have been murdered by one of our Packs so they have started to kill our pack members, this morning five dead bodies were found at White wolves pack borders, one belong to Westwood Pack member, two belonged to Northwood Pack member and two belong to White wolves Pack member, and something strange was written on their bod

Her step forcefully guided by his movements. “Dimurah!” The newest barmaid, a short raven-haired girl, Adrea, ran in. “What are you doing?” She called to Savage. Seeing the horrified look on her friend’s face. “No!” Murah shouted to her. “He’s already killed one person tonight!” “It’s true.” He confirmed. Not looking from his prey. “Best not goad me further this eve.”

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The elder Covenant wolf acts as judge. “Mabel, formerly Luna, formerly Prime Wolf, currently Void-Wolf hybrid,” he begins formally. “You stand accused of murdering three thousand wolves through deliberate choice to continue a purge that was killing them. How do you answer?” “I didn’t murder them,” I say clearly. “I freed them from Shepherd control knowing some would die in the process. That’s not the same as murder.” “You chose to continue when stopping would have saved them,” another wolf argues from the circle. “That’s choosing death. That’s killing.”

“The people who killed me name was my brother, named Marcus Vale. Damon Cross.” I didn't bother to mention the other mysterious wolf as I don't know who that person was. And his scent was none that I had ever smell. If my memory served me right, it smelled of leather…and citrus. His eyes flickered just a flash of emption, before he stepped back, knife lowering but not gone. “You know them,” I whispered. “I’m related to one,” he said flatly. I adjusted my position to sit properly, running a hand along the sore line on my throat.

Create myths. I provide truth. Exact. Detailed. Undeniable. 7:18 AM - Wolf fighter (W-22, name: Sarah Klein). Throat torn by Cormac's enforcer. Bled out in forty seconds. 7:19 AM - Vampire hunter (V-34). Staked by Valentina Corvino. Turned to ash. 7:21 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-03). Holy water attack by Tom Cracksman. Burned from inside. Died screaming.

he said after hearing that. "I wasn't defending him. Furthermore, isn't he dead yet? I killed him because of what he did to young girls and that's you included. We got our revenge. Don't thing about it anymore, okay? What we need is to come up with a plan to wipe off the whole mafia and take what rightfully belongs to you," I said trying my best to convince her. "Yeah, I guess that you are right. So that means that Max is the betrayer? He wants the organisation. But why when they already have the mafia?" she asked.