Pam Miller Totally Killer Novels & Stories

“But I give you my fucking word that I will not rest until everyone who has hurt you faces his end, and I am going to be sure that they fucking beg for it. The torment that you went through is not something that I will ignore or take lightly, I promise you, malyshka, that I am going to be sure that I end them all.” “I know that I told you that I didn’t want anyone being harmed,” she said, taking me off guard before she ran her finger over my chest. “But I want to see each one of them die. I know that it is not something that you would expect from me, but for the pain that they put me through, Killian, I want to see each one of them take their last breath, and just like they humiliated me for

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

I knew that she had been wanted dead, and killing her would only make me look more like a hero. I knew that Damon wouldn't be happy with me if I turned out to kill her. I was glad that I knew all this beforehand and that it was Franklin who told me. He had explained everything to me, including how she has a mysterious strength and how dangerous she is. He told me that she might be somehow acquainted with Franklin, and I confirmed that. I knew that with Franklin's power and the person who is overseeing the werewolves, it would be easy for him to not let things slide.

But William Hollander was unmoved, even pulling his sleeve back from her hands and patting it with a disgusted look. This made Kate Miller's face turn even more ugly. Finally she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, and could only stomp her feet and walk toward the door. As she walked out, she gave Emma Rosy a vicious look through the glass window, "wait, I'll make you pay it back." She said as she opened her phone and pressed a number and dialed it. "You are so ......" When Kate Miller left, Emma Rosy laughed helplessly. "It won't be a problem for you, will it?" William Hollander thought about what he had just done and was afraid Kate Miller would retaliate against her. Emma Rosy jus

Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this. Walking next door back to Kaylee's house with snacks in hand I find them already setting up for the movie "Hi Amanda you bought snacks" Mr Parker smiles at me showing me his dimples if I had any panties they will be damp "Yes I bought as many as i could find " Well what movie did you girls decide to watch?" How about Addicted about that married woman who is a

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

“This stunt you just pulled, proves nothing. They are clearly covering for her!” Palmer didn’t even flinch as he locked eyes with Stefan, “Are they? Or is your daughter fabricating events to mask her own intentions?” “Watch your mouth.” Shifting his gaze to the rest of us, Palmer spread his hands apart, “Let’s examine what we know, shall we?” No one answered but he went on. “One, Miller does not reside here, yet she claimed to know three guards by name.” “Maybe they introduced themselves,” Stefan snapped. “Or,” Palmer continued calmly, “maybe she asked around ahead of time, specifically to pitch a story.” His response made Stefan wipe his forehead.

Mr Taylor immediately went limp and lifeless, just as he was about to remove the knife from his body, the door went open and Killian walked in. As the door swung open, Killian stepped into the room, his senses immediately on high alert. He glanced at the lifeless body of Mr Taylor and his eyes narrowed with rage. Without wasting a moment, he focused his attention on Tirich, who stood there, a twisted smile on his face. The sight fueled his anger, and without a moment's hesitation, he lunged towards Tirich, ready to exact justice.

Chris Bradford—that's… that's Killer. Shit!

Anna said. Oh, my goodness! Sara yelled, "I can't believe it!" as she heard the news. You've met David Miller, right? He's the Korean international banker, right? Anna, are you blind? That guy is drop-dead gorgeous with a killer body. But you are right about the womanizing; I've seen his pictures published in the most prestigious publications hundreds of times, and it's almost always with a beautiful woman on his arm.