She Kills With Her Thighs Novels & Stories

How his brother watched it as though it was some boring movie show. Yes! She wasn't innocent either. She had blood in her hands. She had killed and done messy things for love but never had she done something as cruel as... chopping someone's head off! Her style of killing was simple; Seduction then poison or simply gun shooting. And no, she had never used a knife on anyone. And this just proved how much she needed Zade because as itchy it was for her to call off the contract, she couldn't. He kept his word, he protected her even from her foolishness— he protected Sophia too, he always did but she didn't know it all these while.

She throws me to the floor, and my head bounces off the hardwood. She kicks me onto my back and pins me in place with one foot, her heel digging into my rib. She’s going to stab me with it, I realize, and I swing at her leg, at her knee, hoping to throw her off balance but all she does is dig in harder until she’s piercing my flesh. I grit my teeth against a scream, which only makes her slide the heel in deeper, between my ribs. “Like I said,” she gloats, staring down at me, wearing a sick smile. “Better for you to find out this way. Another wolf might have taken you apart piece by piece, but I’m going to be merciful and kill you quickly.”

A video played of her dancing and singing Chillin’ Like A Villain with Jonathan as they trained to kill the rogues. “…You look like you would lose a fight to an alley cat…” She sang in the video with a mischievous smile towards Jonathan who let out an annoyed huff. The next picture was of her and Jonathan on a trip. She held her blades up for that picture and wore a huge smirk. A clip of her dancing with a male to Queen of Mean as she sang along came on. Then the clip went to her killing the male as the “just wait until they fall to my wicked schemes..” played. She faced the camera before the fight broke out and she killed to the music while she sang. In the clip she picked up a bottle of V

I threatened and she trembled even more and she fell on her knees. "I-I'm sorry. I don't want to die, I'll do anything you say!" She cried. "Oh my! What an inventive method to kill someone, using the ice knife from Sherlock Holmes' Black Ice. How peculiar! Now, Leila, what if I stabbed myself with this ice knife? Will you still be safe?" I taunted her, I kept help but smirk! I walked towards the airconditioner and lowered the temperature dramatically. This will be perfect. "No! Don't, Miss! Stop, I'll give you my life, just don't hurt my family!" She cried, her tears soiling the floor.

She shoved him away, grabbed a pair of scissors, and stared him down with a deadly calm. "You want me to kneel and apologize to Rachel? Keep dreaming." With that, she drove the scissors straight into her own thigh.

"You must've loathed when you were in bed with me." "Die!" Sheila roared in anger, raising the dagger in her hand, ready to end the old leader's life. However, just as the blade reached above his head, she pulled back. A maniacal expression overtook her face. "Hah. I'm not going to let you have the easy way out. I'll use venom to corrode every inch of your body." On the sidelines, the horrified senior and others yelled, "Madam, why don't you just kill him outright?"

"Why won't you let me die? What's the point of living like this? Please just kill me already!" In the end, Tiana still had to continue enduring the torment. Tiana was caught begging on the streets on camera, and the image made the headlines. "Sabell Group's CEO Begging on Streets Post-Bankruptcy!" She attempted suicide by cutting her wrists the same night she saw the headlines, but the guards watching her stopped her. She tried to starve herself, but they used a feeding tube to keep her alive. She tried to drown herself in a lake, so they broke both her legs, leaving her to crawl on the ground.

She screams as I look down at her. “I thought you would have put up more of a fight Claudia, you did always talk a good talk, but you definitely didn’t walk the walk.” I say before I spit in her face. I walk in front of her, grab the back of her head and knee her repeatedly in the face. Her bones crunch against my knee and she screams and I smirk at her. Before I shove her to the ground. I search her for the key to the chains and find them, pulling them free. I raise the Katana and impale her through her shoulder, pinning her to the ground. She screams and kicks her legs.

She screamed as she swung at me. “I hate you.” I caught her hands and bucked her off of my hips. The male stood over top of us, tried to kick out, but I rolled. I heard a snarl and a slashing claw coming for my face before I spun to the left. Thora’s claws drove into the dirt. “You think you are so good, so powerful. But in the end, you condemned innocent people to death.” I rolled onto my hands and knees and pushed up. “You can lie to yourself all you want, but I’m not stupid.” Her face fell as she pulled her hand from the ground.

"You’ll never look at Jace again—not after this." Something snapped. A sound built in my throat—half sob, half scream. Not again. Not like this. I wouldn’t let her win. I forced my arms to move. Fumbling. Shaking. Clawed at her wrists—pushed, shoved, fought through the haze. My fingers found the edge of the dildo—threw it across the room. Sophie growled, lunging at me. Instinct took over. I grabbed her throat. She gasped, shocked—then laughed. "You think you can—"