The Alice Killings Novels & Stories

“You stopped trying with me long before this.” “Enough!” He slams his hand on the table, Alpha power rolling through the air. My wolf flinches, but I force her down. “You will not speak to me like that,” he says. “You are done here, Serena. The council agrees. The pack agrees. You stand alone.” The words slice through me. But I refuse to bow. “Fine,” I say. “Give me the formal dissolution in writing. I want…” The door bursts open. Sapphire stumbles in, clutching her stomach. “Help! Someone help me! I’ve been poisoned!”

He says as he wants to help me get up. "Maybe I wasn't able to kill Gregory, but I can sure still hurt him." She says as she points the gun at Domenic and pulls the trigger. I close my eyes from the shock and when I find the courage to slowly open them I see Alice, collapsing in Domenic's hands as she took the bullet for him as the police tale hold of her mother. "Help, we need help over here!!" I yell as I crawl to their side, Alice's abdomen already covered in her blood as Domenic tries to make pressure.

The women didn’t hesitate when they saw the gun, they ran out of the room screaming. Sweat washed his face. He had heard about the infamous Alice Stone, the daughter of the great Don Diablo, how she moved through the shadows like a ghost and how she killed men with her bare hands. He wasn’t around the dealings of the Italian mafia but it wasn’t hard to figure out her identity. No one else would be able to access his house like she did. “I don’t understand, I’ve never offended Don Caroni.” He quivered out. “Sorry Leo. Just doing a little FBI informant cleaning.” Alice’s voice was flat.

"My mother was a good person. She didn't deserve to die like that, more in the hands of a monster like Arlo." Alice pulled me into a hug, her arms wrapping tightly around me. "I know, Max," she whispered. "I know exactly what you're going through. I had a family once, I never met my father but after undergoing by QTS exam and was proven to be an NX-5, Arlo wanted me dead, and he killed my mother for it but she had already sent a message to Vortex to come get me. He killed her in cold blood.....Arlo has taken something, someone from all of us here and we will not rest until we get the justice we deserve." As Alice spoke, her voice cracked with emotion. Tears streamed down her face, and I coul

"He’ll burn the whole camp to get to you. You know how he is." I stopped sharpening the knife. I knew exactly how he was. I knew the way he gave orders without blinking. I knew the way he looked at people like they were pieces on a board. "I'm not the girl he killed," I said. "Then prove it," Reid said. "Because right now, you're hiding in a cave while he takes over our home." I stood up and walked to the table. I grabbed my cloak and threw it over my shoulders. "What are you doing?" Reid asked.

He was working on establishing a fashion company that would dominate the country. “This business must succeed; I must be able to make a good change because this is the first time there’s been a woman who looks like Alice. I can approach her again; perhaps one day I can make her my wife, because I’m sure Fiona has done something behind my back that led to Alice’s death, but I have no proof.” Morgan had always investigated Alice’s death, but no evidence had ever been found. Alice was now at Andrew’s house. At that moment, she was startled by the sound of gunfire coming from Marcel’s room. She ran towards it, and upon entering, saw Marcel holding a pistol, with two assassins present.

"What if she's a witch? Because that's the only way she could know, using magic and stuff like that." I stared at her, waiting for her to say something else, literally anything, but she had this serious look on her face that told me she wasn't joking. "Wait... are you being serious? Out of everything you could think of, you think she's a witch?" I didn't know when I started laughing. "She's from a prestigious werewolf family, and Dean would never get with a witch. Isn't that some abomination or something?" "I don't know, Alice, but I'm just saying it seems suspicious, and it doesn't sit right with me. At first I didn't think it was such a big deal, but the more I thought about it, the more i

"Alice!" "Woof! Woof! Woof!" I was okay, but my daughter had been bitten right through the thigh. Was my rebirth for nothing? Could I really not change anything? Despair flooded over me as I crawled toward her. I held her tightly and called her name repeatedly. Just then, the wail of sirens finally filled the air. Alice was rushed into the emergency room for stitches. Meanwhile, Thomas stood a short distance away. He was talking on the phone, his face lit up in excitement.

As always, Alice didn’t disappoint him. …… In a dark, lonely cemetery, Alice stood in front of a headstone engraved with 'Alessia Francesco.' She held a bottle of champagne in one hand and a glass cup in the other. She fell to her knees in front of her mother’s grave. Her mother had been cruelly taken from her; Alice had witnessed her murder. She had been there when the ruthless mafia stabbed her mother in the chest repeatedly. She was only eight at the time. Her mother’s murderer would have killed her as well if she hadn’t run as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. If Sergio hadn’t found her in time, she would have been dead. Sergio wasn’t her biological father; her father had died befor

Seconds later she managed to pull her self out and went after Endy who was groaning on the floor. She took the knife from him and sat on top of him, Putting the knife on her neck. "Who the fuck do you work for? You ain't saying a shit, I'm killing you" Alice promise. "Fuck you!" Endy said. Alice gave him a cut immediately on the face and blood goze out immediately. Endy screamed in pain as he pushed Alice off him, hiting her on the bed edges. Alice winced in pain. Endy stood up and made to rush after her but Alice was faster , she pulled out her gun and shot him twice on his chest. Endy fall down .... Died.