She Kills With Her Thighs Novels & Stories

“I think he’s out of his mind when he decided to save you. Too bad I’m going to kill you now.” Kneeling on one knee, she traced Zheira’s cheeks. The edge of her lips twisted as she pressed her nails deeper into the wounds. Fresh blood dripped from it. She gulped; an incomprehensible thirst dried out her throat, feeling as if an iron was passing through her neck.

how can she have such an Aura. Unless she had Alpha blood in her. Before I could think more,she took out the knife with her shaking hands and slit the person's throat. The way she used the knife...there was something in it. And then when I thought she will fight more. The stupid girl stands up and opens her arms, dropping the knife from in between her fingers. Was she surrendering? Dammit! They can kill her! "Give your best bastards" Pure fear enters my mind as I saw them attacking her together.

When she tried to get up, I struck her jaw with my shoes and I withdrew to see if she would get up. When she rose, I swung at her again, landing a hit on the base of her throat. She gasped, falling backwards on her butt, trying to catch her breath. There was a new kind of venom in her eyes after that as she wheezed with deep pants. A vicious killer gleam with lips folded under, baring teeth. Too bad she couldn’t talk anymore. “Get her.” Hera urged. The last uppercut under her chin sent her flying high in the air and landing twelve feet from me, right on her neck, breaking it.

he ordered. Her mouth was still open but she breathed quietly, filling her lungs with air again. There were a thousand things she wanted to do to him. How could she kill a man a thousand ways? First, she would set his balls on fire and relish in the sound of his cries. Then she would cut off his cock. She would carve out each part of his body day by day until none of him remained…

She was on top of me in an instant, her hands wrapping around my throat. "I don't need to find him." Her face was inches from mine, twisted with rage. "I'll kill you first. Then I'll tear this room apart until I find him. And then I'll inject him with enough potassium chloride to stop his heart three times over." Her grip tightened. Black spots danced at the edges of my vision. I swung the scalpel wildly, connecting with something, her arm, her side, I couldn't tell. She screamed and loosened her grip.

She will avenge her father. She tries to make her self small hiding behind her bony legs. She kicks me in the face and I it stings. She kicks again and bite her foot. Her scream is not satisfying. I pull her from the corner and slash her with my claws. She is dead. I leave her body there. We leave all the bodies where they lay.

“Go on and attack me, stop saying you'll kill me. Instead, do it. You're all talks.” “To think that we, of all people, got played right under this bitch palms!” Shera gritted her teeth. “Just by thinking about it made me want to kill her!” Without hesitation, Shera moved. Fury distorting her pretty features as the whip in her hand cracked violently against the ground before snapping toward me with deadly precision. The leather sliced through the air with a sharp hiss, aimed straight for my throat, but I merely tilted my head to the side, feeling the wind of it brush past my cheek. The next strike came faster, angrier, targeting my waist this time.

A dangerous aura enveloped her before she twirled the knife around her fingers before digging deep into his thighs, piercing deep into his skin before turning the knife around as the guy wailed in pain, blood oozing out of him uncontrollably. " What do you think I'll do to you? You didn't bat an eyes when you killed my child, and yet here you are again, trying to kill him. How does it feel to finally see your death right infront of you? Did you ever think for once that you would die someday, that you would get back more than you ever did," Zia plucked the knife from the thigh before hitting the other, twisting it all the same, as his screams filled the room.

“I hate them,” she growled. Her hands clawed at the wet grass beneath her skin, pulling up clumps of grass and dirt. “I hate them so much.” She sobbed, her body trembling. “I’m going to kill her, Kian. Her blood is mine, do you hear me?”

She wanted to live her life with Samiul. But today she killed him. She killed the love of her life. She took a deep breath and faced away from her heels. She stood like that for a minute and immediately turned out. She poured out her wrath on her heels and started throwing all the heels on the glass display. Every glass started shattering into million pieces. Some even hit her face and her body, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t stand the thought of heels anymore.