The Alice Killings Novels & Stories

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.

Alice's pov August fourteenth, Tuesday. August fourteen, I never thought I'd die. No I did know one day my pathetic life would come to an end, I mean when you're responsible for mass murder you become quite aware that death would come knocking down your door at a very young age. I just never thought I'd die so pathetically. It was bad enough that my life was so pitiful but did my death have to be so unmemorable that I died with a couple of gang bangers?

He would have killed her right away if he didn't believe her right? After all he came here solely to take her life. As the thoughts ravaged her head, Emily concluded that the Demon Alpha he had written in the pages of her book wasn't just a nickname, it is who he was, who he had become. And it all began from her. ... Diego slammed his fist into the platform, sending it to crash and break symmetrically. A thin long disturbing sound synced through his head and he grabbed it, burying his head in-between his thighs deeply to muffle the upsetting sound and ease the pain reverberating through his entirety. Groans after groans spilled from his vocal cord.

After Aden finished speaking, Carson was even more shocked. How could such a lovely girl end her life by jumping off a building? "I only found out about Alice's real cause of death more than a month ago." Aden took a sip of coffee and said slowly. "I always thought that it was RK who killed her. It wasn't until more than a month ago that I realized that that wasn't the case at all!" "I used to think that Alice ended her life by jumping off the building after she confessed to RK and was humiliated by him. To be honest, I didn't know that she met a few hooligans when she went home that night. She was..."

With Aiden gone, the most logical targets were Alice and her aunt, Yasmin. I had been watching them for quite some time, and I have to say, they were behaving erratically now. There was a sense of urgency and unease in everything Alice was doing. Her confidence was gone, and in its place was fear. These deaths were weighing on her. Not because she was sad to have lost her friends, no, but rather because she wasn’t sure if she was next. A logical person would have come forward and requested safety over testimony, but Alice wasn’t a rational person. She was a greedy person.

"So, your enemies prefer killing your boyfriend instead of the real target?" She glanced at me with a thin smile. "Killing me is not that easy." I smiled hearing her answer. "Yeah, I wouldn't want to hurt you either." Let alone kill her. I still vividly remember when she single-handedly killed five armed men in front of me. "So... why didn't they target Eric?" Alice furrowed her eyebrows, her eyes still on the road. "Eric? For what?" The way she said Eric's name made me slightly jealous of the guy. "Well, he's not your girlfriend?"

"The silver weapon stabbed somewhere near his heart." I was silent. Silver weapons were lethal to werewolves, especially if they hit somewhere critical. "Riley pushed him down the stairs after that," Chloe continued. "His spine was seriously injured, and his Alpha's soul was damaged as well. It was so serious that he fell into a coma for two months. He only woke up yesterday." "And?" My voice was calm. There was no emotion in them. Chloe said, "He agrees to the annulment of your mate bond."

She actually thought she had a choice. It was almost laughable. She really believed that after everything — after the poisoning, the framing, the manipulation — she could just bat her eyelashes and play the victim, and I would roll over. She thought the ‘David Newcombe’ she had known all these years was still in there somewhere. The guy who made mistakes, who felt guilty, who tried to fix things. That guy was dead. Alice had killed him. Or maybe Lily had. It didn't matter who pulled the trigger. The result was the same.

The next morning, Alice was startled awake again in a state of panic: “Don't…Don't kill her! Ughh ... ah... Ahhh!!” That horrible dream was as clear as if she hadn't come back to life that day. Alice was still heavily haunted by the image of her mother being murdered by evil men. Those cold and callous faces were something Alice would never be able to forget. She had to definitely find them and make them pay this blood debt. Lily knocked on the door from outside:

“Hi Alice, my name is Karen. I’m sure you’re aware, but I am one of the team members investigating this is situation. I have a degree in psychology, and have work as part of the Lycan investigation team for 15 years. More importantly, I am a mother to three girls, and if anyone had treated them the way you’ve been treated, I would be out for blood. Everyone deserves to be free and happy, and to have a choice. That choice was taken from you. I’m here to help you get justice. We want to make this as comfortable for you as possible, but we may ask some difficult questions, so let me apologize in advance. I also want to remind you that this is voluntary and you are not in any kind of trouble or