Phantom Of The Kill Novels & Stories

He asked, the noise of his voice hidden beneath the shrill screeched of bats and monster alike. “Kill it?” I suggested. “Good idea,” he agreed. I drew my skeletons out of the forest in a ring around the monster, drawing its eye from the bats to the new prey. For a moment it and the skeletons were still and then it launched itself at them with a scuttling speed that reminded me of a cockroach. As it tossed the skeletons high, Phantom and I struck, running between its spiny legs, to its underbelly, stabbing our blades into the join between the armor that protected its core.

My brain splits into two emotions, one is terrified and the other is registering details about this man's body that have no business being registered right now. "You had ten seconds to run. You used them to stare at me instead." "Because I recognized you," I spit into his glove. "You're The Phantom. You've killed—" "I know what I've done." His voice is flat. Bored almost. Like his own body count is a conversation he's tired of having. "What I haven't done is decide what to do with you." He pulls the knife from his belt and the sound of steel clearing leather makes my entire body lock.

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

Nirvana cried and Kono smirked "So interesting" Kono laughed hard and faced Desmond. Desmond couldn't go close to him because of the amulet he was holding "Die" Jasmine said immediately she got to where Nirvana was and rise her sword up and Nirvana did same.. "I can't kill you jasmine" Nirvana cried and dropped her sword "I need to kill you if I wanna live" Jasmine said "If I die you will die jasmine. don't you get it?" Nirvana yelled in tears and Jasmine's hands stopped mid-air

~Thud~ ~Thud~ ~Thud~ This did not stop for 2 minutes. Phantom kicked him bloody left and right all over the place; Like a football. He was playing with him. In fact, by the looks of it, Phantom seemed to enjoy this more than anything. He, soon, realized that it was not a fair fight, just one sided bullying. Creed soon got bored by it. The time he pulled up his trident and jolted it at his head with an intent to kill. ~DEATH~

Now I was getting confused because I didn't understand where these questions and answers were leading, and I was more concerned about why I was in the same room as this man, his questions had occupied my mind so much that I didn't have time to recall what had transpired the previous day. "Well, since you don't know, I'll have to explain it to you," he said with a sly smile as he sat down next to me on the bed. "Phantom 20 is a new pill that is circulating among low ranked omegas. It's made from the slick of higher omegas, and it can induce heat in a forsaken, but only temporarily," he said with a serious tone, and I could only help but nod, but I still didn't understand what this had to do w

Driven by instinct, my eyes rove over the vicinity of my room, searching for the shadowed figure lurking at the corner, but when I found none, my inhibition only worsened. He wasn’t here. That could mean only one thing. Darting out of bed, I went into the living room to see whether Damon was still sleeping. However, what I came to see made me come to a grinding halt. Right there, standing before the couch, was my phantom. But what terrified me the most was the gun he pointed at Damon’s sleeping figure. A grin grew wide on his lips the moment he noticed my presence. “Hello, my love.”

Mindy hurried excitedly to answer it, and three dubious-looking men in shabby costumes walked through the door. The moment I saw their leader, a man with a large mole on his face, the blood in my veins went cold, and my fingernails dug deeply into my palms. It was them! In my past life, these three "exorcists" took Mindy's money and struck me to death with a so-called holy scepter drenched in dog's blood! Suppressing the murderous rage surging inside me, I lowered my head obediently and stepped aside. The fake exorcists entered the bedroom and theatrically circled Sam's bed, before a mole-faced man slapped his thigh dramatically.

He had in his office the scarce evidence, a few photographs of crime scenes, drawings and even vampire cartoons, of something he was completely sure, that was done by a human, and he was someone who knew where to attack, supernatural beings did not exist, The science that he loved so much made him doubt about those nocturnal creatures, this was a man who hated the female gender, and he would find it. The headlines read: STRIKE AGAIN! THE MIDNIGHT KILLER. Now they were two women who were presumably servants of the night, they woke up on the nearby dock, both with looks of terror and those marks made with a fine-edged weapon. A figure was walking along the pier, it was close to five in the mor

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.