Steal Kill And Destroy Novels & Stories

Their hearts swelled with determination as they gazed up at their Alpha, hoping to convey a sense of pride and unwavering commitment to the pack. They longed for Killan to recognize their fierce devotion to safeguarding their Luna, a duty they took with utmost seriousness. As the warriors of Killan's Pack launched their assault, their weapons found their mark with deadly precision, piercing the necks of the rogue adversaries. Their nails left deep, jagged wounds on the bodies of the rogues, a brutal reminder of the violence that had transpired.

He was actually mad at me, so he was able to drive me away. I will only kill those who want to destroy us. I will eliminate all obstacles in our path. I'm going to kill them. **

As I see no hint of doubts in his eyes, I slowly get the hope of being able to play this game as long as needed. At this very moment I make the promise to myself to destroy him. No matter what I need to do, or if it will be the last thing for me to do. One thing is for sure; I will. Just as I promised him before, he killed me. I am going to kill him, but before I do, I’m going to destroy him in every way imaginable. Everything he or better said we have built up, everything he’s proud of and everything he loves, I’m going to take it from him bit by bit, slowly without him even seeing it come and destroy him just as he destroyed me.

She asked in a voice barely above a whisper, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. Alpha Killan was rumoured to be a man-eater. The world had once suspected him to be a hound in disguise. He was known for lending out loans to start-up companies and packs that were about to face bankruptcy. People would return the loan to him the day they agreed, with 10 percent interest. They had promised to return the loan after two months, and the date was approaching. Alpha Killan had one rule for those who never kept their promises, and that was murder. He never gave second chances; like he said, he doesn't believe in them. The last thing they would want was to get killed, or if they were lucky enough,

"Kill his will of life." "Kill him."

“Uh, yeah. Every Alpha has to battle each other to get the title of Alpha King. Being king isn’t hereditary. With every win, a portion of that alpha’s strength gets added to you.” “That sounds dangerous. You have to go through a lot of Alphas.” “I know babe but I don’t intend on losing.” “Have alphas died?” He squeezed my hand, “It’s called a power steal. The killing alpha takes all of the killed alpha’s power. Power steals aren’t common, but they are possible.” “Kade, I—” “I’m not going to die. I don’t plan on it.” He stood and pulled me in for a kiss. I wouldn’t stop getting butterflies in my stomach whenever he kissed me.

He fired three rapid-succession rounds, the silver-core bullets colliding with the necrotic bolt mid-air, neutralizing the blast in a shower of brilliant white sparks. ‎ ‎"You’re firing at my husband's property," Victor said, his voice dropping into that chilling, aristocratic tone that usually meant a company was about to be wiped off the stock exchange. "And your credit has just been denied." ‎ ‎Before the squad leader could chamber another round, Kael burst through the top of the molten cage. His silver claymore took the leader's head in a single clean spin, the remaining Stalkers collapsing as their centralized command unit went dark.

The silver Prime didn't just break; its data was physically consumed, its power absorbed by Caleb, making the Sovereign runes on his fur burn with blinding, multiversal fire. The azure and black Primes, seeing the total annihilation of their counterpart, calculated a final, desperate move. "INITIATING SELF-DESTRUCT PROTOCOL. TOTAL DELETION OF THE NEXUS IN 10... 9..." Caleb turned his massive head, molten gold eyes narrowing. He was ready to try and punch the explosion itself. "Don't worry, King of the North," Scarlett said, a wild, brilliant smile breaking through her focused composure. "I'm just going to hit 'Undo'."

He thought of the crib he was going to buy. "Sorry, Prefect," Ren whispered. "My kid needs to eat." He squeezed the trigger. BOOM. The recoil slammed into his shoulder, a satisfying, heavy kick that rattled his digital teeth. Through the scope, he watched the window of the Apex Spire shatter. The Prefect’s head snapped back in a mist of red pixels. The figure slumped forward onto the table. A massive golden banner erupted in the sky. MISSION COMPLETE. CLEAN KILL BONUS: +500.

“Hey!” “The mall and Killian’s office was robbed minutes ago. Killian got shot and the artifact was stolen” Sophia cried. “Shit! My deal is broken again”