Naruto Silent Killing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She had researched the rejection ritual eighteen months ago, reading the pack law texts she wasn't supposed to have access to, in the library, at two in the morning, while everyone slept. She had memorized the exact moment the words became binding. She knew precisely when she needed to move. He looked at her one last time. Something passed through those grey eyes. Not regret. Not cruelty. Just finality. The absolute certainty of a man who had never once considered the possibility that the most dangerous thing in this clearing was standing quietly in white, waiting for him to make the last mistake. He drew breath. Opened his mouth. And Sera looked at him through him with three years of silenc

he warned horrendously. “And Sora, a nasty blood might splatter if you won't. Congratulations for making me step out of my cage.” …..… “I never see Mr. Nathan to be angry like this. Those killing intent are not meant for us yet I still felt my bones to shiver.” Yui stated to Nikka standing in the corridor at the corner watching how he beat Sora in just a few seconds.

"I had to shield us. Would you rather I let him see exactly where you are? He’d kill you for just being near me after the 'betrayal' of the portal." "I’d rather you didn't burn yourself out before we find a way home," Nomo countered. He let out a ragged breath, leaning his head back against the pulsing violet moss. "But look at the trees. Something changed when you snapped that link. The silence is different now."

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

Suddenly, his voice cuts through my mind like a warning, low and thick with promise: “If you do that one more time, we’ll be on the bed.” Was it the moan. I chuckle against his mouth, Kai voice appears on the mindlink, breathy tease in the mindlink. “And I’ll be the first one to be inside of her again.” Before I can even enjoy the moment. Silas snaps back immediately, a fierce growl reverberating through my mind: “I’ll kill you.” I suck a sharp breath through my nose. I fall into Silas chest. I melt against his chest, surprised by how soft it feels despite the strength beneath.”

I whispered, tears spilling down my face, “then we’re going together. I’m done living without you.” “Gianna!” He jerked at the chains again, the metal biting into his skin. “Move! Please!” “I love you,” I breathed, my forehead against his chest. The gun went off. A single, sharp sound that swallowed everything. Leo’s voice cracked through the air, screaming my name. I braced myself for the pain. But seconds passed. Nothing. No pain. No darkness. Just silence. Then I felt it. A warm, heavy presence behind me. I slowly opened my eyes and gazed up, and they met Nico's, whose eyes widened, horror flooding them.

“Such a joke.” “Alpha should have killed her the moment she turned sixteen.” “No wolf and blind too. She’s a drain on the pack.” “Watch this,” a young male voice muttered, close enough that I could hear the smug grin in it. Footsteps pounded over the packed earth. “Morning, Sila.” Wind sliced across my cheek as he swung. I let the basket slip from my hands and dropped with it, my fingers closing around the handle as his fist cut through empty air above me. He stumbled over his own force, cursed, and hit the ground hard enough to knock the breath from his lungs.

After a couple of minutes, I told him to cum inside. "NOOO! Brandon, please don't." She pleaded. I snapped my fingers at him. It was an order, not a discussion. Minho cocked the gun and pointed it straight between his eyes. He held back tears and apologized. He placed her on her back and then lifted her legs in the air. The thrusting got rapid. Just like that warm liquid released inside of her. Perfect.

I gasp. “For killing your ill-chosen comrades? Come on, Nico. You didn’t want them finding out about you anyway. Deep down, you fully support me silencing them…” The rest of his words trail off into pounding noise pushing against the walls of my throbbing skull, and my eyes flutter shut.

I spun around, my stolen knife aimed at whoever had caught me— Only to find Nico staring at me. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even move. Just watched. Watched me with those dark, knowing eyes. The blade hovered just inches from his throat. My breath came in fast, shallow pants. “Move,” I whispered. He didn’t. I could kill him. I should kill him. But somehow… he knew I wouldn’t. The silence stretched between us, tension coiling like a noose. Then, finally, Nico spoke. “If you want to leave,” he said, voice low, unreadable, “you’ll have to kill me first.”