Phantom Of The Kill Novels & Stories

The scar on his eye was angry red. Behind him stood Damian. Her murderer. Her fiancé. Seeing him made Arielle’s blood boil. The Void surged. Kill him, it whispered. Rip his throat out. Arielle clenched her fists. Not yet, she told the monster. Wait. "Lycian," Kaelen said smoothly. He didn't stand up. "You look well." "For a terrorist." Lycian sat opposite him. He didn't touch the tea. "Self-defense, Kaelen."

“Hush now, angel. You’re safe. I’m not mad.” “Sorry.” She whispered. “I apologize. Concubi have nasty tempers.” I chuckled. “Is there anything else?” “Who is the Phantom?” Gunderson asked. “The Phantom is a prolific serial killer who’s been active for the last three years in the state. He kills trackers and hunters primarily, but has been known to take out guards from camps. No one knows who he is. Reports are different each time about his description. We’ve been trying to get him, but it’s nearly impossible. He’s careful and always deadly. No victim has ever been left alive.” Colin explained.

6 DARRAGH “H oly. Fucking. Fate. Is he ripping its spine out?” The young male that Killian brought with him whispers under his breath, but there’s nothing wrong with my ears. I am ripping its spine out. Actually, I’m cracking it apart, vertebrae by vertebrae, and pitching the bones as far as I can in opposite directions. That’s how you kill this thing. If it can be killed.

Did he always have to be a jackass! “That creature is not my mate! Do you think I wanted to be a Vasilia?! I was a normal human until those treatments! I only wanted to survive, but I fought for every person I could! I killed the men who killed my sister! I killed the men who reported, arrested, and killed my mother! I’ve hunted hunters and trackers for the last three years! None of that matters because of a title?!” I shouted. Moran murmured. “You’re the Phantom. You killed my father, Vasilia. Did you know that? Did you care about the families of the people you killed?”

I was paralyzed, my magic refusing to answer my desperate, internal screams. ​Suddenly, a blur of black fur and raw, primal fury intercepted the Culler. Killian hadn’t waited for my signal or a plan. He had lunged from the shadows of the ventilation units, his massive jaws locking onto the Culler’s obsidian shoulder. The sound was like a wolf biting into the side of a mountain—a sickening crunch of teeth against indestructible alien stone.

] His thoughts were full of fear and despair, all coming in broken pieces. Then, everything went silent. As soon as the voice faded, a cold, non-system voice echoed in my mind. [Mission failed: Unauthorized Player Detected. Core energy shutdown initiated.] [Removing data…] [Removal completed.] "The baby! He's not breathing!" a nurse screamed. The shout snapped the room silent.

Kade POV Ricci had been blowing up my phone all morning informing me that information on his laptop had been leaked to the Sinaloa’s with Phantom’s trademark signature (a grim reaper emoji). The emoji had been something I had started years ago when I posted a ghost emoji anytime, I came across another hacker. Phantom had been dormant for almost 6 months. Why was he appearing now? What was the purpose of leaking any information? Was it in fact Phantom? Too many questions invaded my brain. I handed Evelyn a thumb drive with all of the information that I had.

I don’t know how much power those souls can give, but it has to be a lot if he thinks it will give him a shot. Instantly, Phoenix and my dad are on his heels, prepared to kill. My dad’s wolf crashes into Xavier, making his face slam into the glass chamber and as Xavier body slides to the ground, my dad’s wolf puts his throat in his mouth. Still aware of everything going on, the wolf looks up to Phoenix, waiting for Phoenix to confirm the death. Phoenix presses his lips together and gives him a single nod, confirming the kill. Without hesitation, his wolf’s teeth pierces through Xavier’s neck and rips it out. It’s like the weight in the room is lifted as this death officially ended Xavier Bla

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

The child's cries worsen as if feeling the deadly aura and the death wolf roars in his mind. Silence, the bitches crying forever...kill her...fuc*ing murderer...! End the evil! No...I... can't... Then let me do it. Hand over the controls, Thaneos. Can this child really be that evil? Is the death wolf right? But can he kill his own child? The ringing sound in Thaneos's eyes worsened. A roar leaves his lips as his hand extends into his claws to touch the child. Kill her...just one slash at her heart...do it... You are doing good for this world...trust me.