Pam Miller Totally Killer Novels & Stories

He had stepped on a land mine he knew but what it had been was far from his knowledge and gulping a load of his saliva, he looked away. “Mr. Dean, I am sure you have heard about the quote, curiosity killed the cat?” Alastor alleged eyeing the man with his freezing blue eyes, “Working in this particular facility you must be aware that it has gotten more people killed than just a puny animal. You wouldn’t want to be one of them, do you?” To threaten a police officer in their own station and yet have them cower in their presence was the kind of man that Alastor Tynen was.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

"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.

Miles said. She didn't turn around. "Go on." He swallowed. "The victim is Adrian Hart." For one beat, she didn't move. Then she looked at him as though the world had just made some grotesque clerical error. "...What did you say?" "It's Adrian." The file slipped from her hand. She stormed into the autopsy suite, crossed to my table, and yanked back the sheet. My face had been battered past easy recognition. Bruising. Splits. Marks too many to count. Yet the second Serena saw me, whatever lie she had still been clinging to died where she stood.

"Is this the guy?" "Yes, that’s the guy. How do you know?" "I ever saw him when I went on a mission. His name is Gerald Miller. He owns a club that provides drugs and I think he is a part of a mafia." "Wait, Emily said he’s a part of the mafia right?" Blake said. "What if the deal he was talking to Wyatt was about his gun factory?" "You mean he sells his gun factory to Gerald?" Emily asks. "Maybe yes or maybe no."

“And you’re such a slut, why would you care? You regularly show everything you’ve got at those society functions Bruce takes you to. What difference does it make?” When Diana just stood there, Pam took out a tiny Swiss Army knife and began cutting away her mother’s clothing. When she was stark naked, she was revealed to be a beautiful woman. Her skin was unblemished and pale; obviously unlike her daughters, she avoided the sun. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed. Pam reached out and pulled first one nipple and then the other, letting each rebound like a rubber band. Then she found a roll of Mylar tape and taped Diana’s wrists together and led her out the door. Betsy and Jack Canfiel

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

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.

As the tape ended, the tension in the room escalated once again. Cooper Wayne seized the moment. “So, Ms. Pamela, I’ll ask you again. Mrs. Mandy Mendez hired Cain Bryant to murder Bella Norton, yes or no?” Pamela’s hands gripped the stand tightly, her face pale but her voice resolute. “No,” she said firmly. “Mandy would never do that! Cain is not a killer!” Suddenly, from the audience, Rachel’s voice cut through the room like a whip. “What’s wrong with you, Pamela? Speak the damn truth!”

The woman leaned forward on the screen, calm as a god in the making. “I am the reason Emilio Valez lived past forty. I’m the reason your father’s heart stopped... and restarted.” Leo’s jaw clenched. “You’re the puppeteer.” A chuckle, Low and Icy. “Puppeteer? No. I’m the architect. You were just bricks in my cathedral.” The screen split into three panels now. One showed Jacob, tied to a metal chair, barely conscious, bruised. The second showed the compound map. Their location blinked red.