Order Killer Novels & Stories

She asked. "Yeah and please put that brows down or I'll shave it." I sarcastically said. She laughed a little and leaned on the wall. "I got a problem, you know about my buyer? The unit?" I stated. "Yeah." She said while nodding. "Um, I got all his packages today. And he already pay for the bills." I utterly forgot to breath while saying those things. "That's great, what's the problem? Need our help to get your things up?" She asked.

killed without his wanting. But now, why does he need his help? Could this detective be an enemy? Or a help? "Klyde McMarrow holds a lot of crime, he's a sex offender, took scatter over homicide and lately, under the alias 'K', he's one of the biggest drug dealer in both North and South America, some part of Europe and smuggling women in every part of the world, gotten bigger in Thailand, Philippines and Korea. There were a lot of cases of disappearance of women in Miami a week ago, 4 of them were found dead-- shot to death. We suspected that this could connect to him but we're still collecting evidences." He explained and sighed.

"Or is Kirill the noise people make when you strangle them?" He sighs. It is a deep, long-suffering sound that expands his massive chest. "It is my name, Oliver. Unlike you, I do not hide behind a handle." "I don't hide. I operate anonymously. There’s a difference," I say defensively. "The difference is that when I kill a man, he sees my face." The words hang in the air, cold and sharp. I stop swinging my legs. A shiver that has nothing to do with the temperature of the room ghosts down my spine. It’s the thrill of danger, the reminder of exactly who I’m provoking.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

His gaze darkened as he looks into my eyes, as if he has done it a thousand times before. "Zanicus," he said, standing up. My heart thudded viciously in my chest as I scan him from head to toe. Zanicus Draco. Leader of the elders in the werewolf council. Apparently, last I heard he wanted me dead. He had declared it among all the packs and had sent out a whole search party to find me. Now that he has found me, no doubt he will have my head. But I won’t go down so easily. Not without a fight.

Aaron looked at everyone in anger and said everything. "I'm asking again: who is the one ordering to destroy my witness?" Aaron glared at them. "We really don't know." The men reply, falling to their knees in fear. "Hey!" Aaron points a gun at them. "Please don't kill us; we really don't know." The men begged. "We are contract killers; we mostly discuss things on call." "We got a call last week that we have to catch a person who is in India, and he sent us the photo."

Everyone knows he’s ruthless especially the business world because he gives no room for second chance, many people believe he’s like that because he watch his parents killed by unknown assassin in his front and till this day, the cops couldn’t give him justice , so they don’t blame his attitude. At the underground world, he’s known as STRANGER , the young man who came and beat the Stan group becoming the number one weapon seller. The Stan were angry as they still wonders how he did it, that’s why they became rivals and kept sending men to spy on him to know how he manage to still deliver even tho the process became strict.

There could be a lot of reasons for her to lie to him but he had no right to hurt her if she wasn't working for Alonso. Hunter sighed, dropping his head. His palms rest on the tiled wall as water cascades down his muscular back. His phone rang from inside the room. He quickly showered, wrapping a towel around his torso, he stepped out. Grabbing his phone he answered the call without checking the caller ID and his face soured when he heard that voice. It was Alpha Waylen, the great Alpha King. "I'll think about it," Hunter said. "What do you mean think about it? It's not a request but an order from your soon-to-be father-in-law. I want you here in my mansion tomorrow. Don't be late," Alpha Ki

Miller stood in front of me, his hand on his holster, shouting to maintain order. I leaned against the armored car door. Instead of defending myself, I just raised an eyebrow. "Since you're all so clever, let's just say that's what happened." "Go ahead. Pin whatever crime you want on me and get the execution over with." "I think 'information broker' has a nice ring to it. It's creative." Miller was trembling with rage, on the verge of losing control of the rioting crowd. Just then, a young man in a worn jacket pushed through the crowd.

Realizing no one was answering he decided to elaborate for us, "The Order was a group of individuals that kept magic and supernatural beings together. No one was more powerful than than the other. As the years passed by they appointed a werewolf king and queen as well as a Vampire king and queen to help rule over there kinds, but because of their decision a group of individuals came together to over take them which we all know is the council. It was on the night of last alignment of planets that the council separated and executed the three members that made up The Order, but before the last one died he cast a spell to combine the powers of the three of them and start the prophecy",