The Executioner #1 Novels & Stories

"No, Mr. Qin, it just suddenly came to mind on the way here. The drama was too trashy, and the male lead was really disgusting, entangled with two women. Mr. Qin, what do you think? Is he a scumbag?" "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Deal with this acquisition proposal." Oliver tossed a document at him, not realizing the connection between the male lead Li Ping mentioned and himself. Although Li Ping still mentally cursed Oliver as a scumbag, he had to do his job. He picked up the document with a sullen expression. "Okay, I understand." This tone... Oliver couldn't help but look at him, and as he did, he saw Li Ping looking at him with an intense gaze.

I add. “Another good point. Let’s head out to meet with Ish and we can see where he’s searched and if there is anywhere that we haven’t thought of. Kenna’s right, we need to think differently if we’re going to find him.” We step away from the snow leopard shifter, careful not to mess up the scene for when the humans find her. The news of a serial killer has been all over the country. They call the assassin The Executioner becaues of the way the victims are decapitated. Humans are terrified and have started acting crazy, afriad of each other and sometimes killing each other needlessly. The only good thing about that is that when they are terrified of each other, they ignore the animals, foreg

Lucy tensed while Abby looked up at him with her innocent doe eyes. "Did you have fun today, love?" She reached for his cheek to fondly caress. "Well, yes I did have fun today, my moppet" With a tender smile, he closed his eyes and enjoyed her gentle touch. "Alek Vasili is the Executioner, the Wolf of the Underworld" Her next statement earned her three pairs of uneasy surprised eyes. "So, when will I meet the Negotiator?" Lucy tensed and froze. ****tbc****

The executioner, exploiting this, closed in with remarkable speed, seizing young Dexter by the neck and delivering a chilling message, "Your father tasked me with ensuring your death is painless, though I'm unsure how to achieve that. This is the best I can offer. Rest in peace, Prince Dexter!" Just as the executioner poised to snap Dexter's neck, Blaze unleashed a scorching beam of light from his hands, directing it fiercely at the executioner's face. The man's face began to liquefy like wax beneath an unrelenting sun. A haunting scream escaped the executioner as searing pain coursed through his body, his hands involuntarily releasing Dexter in a desperate attempt to assuage the torment. He

If Alpha Zach is here, he will surely lit every piece in this pack and alternately smoke on it like his fucking life depends on it. My gaze cannot help but wander again to this man and realize that the rumors are real. He is nothing but the personification of darkness. He loves blood, that’s why he’s the executioner. He tortures our victims until their soul doesn’t have a choice but to leave the mangled body. I doubt him at first. He seems too quiet and demeaning. While Alpha Zach and I are both have this intention to make the world bow down on our knees, he didn’t seem to display the same idea. But after some years, I was wrong.

His eyes had been on me as he died, leaving me with one word as I felt our mindlink go cold. Avenge my death, and prove my innocence. And now, I was dying without doing that. The same death that had met my father. Through the red haze in my eyes, I saw the executioner step forward. The blade caught the light — broad, heavy, forged for a single purpose. As the executioner raised the blade, the crowd went silent, and then, every guard on every guard on the platform collapsed, falling to the ground. Simultaneously, their bodies began to convulse. They clawed at their throats, eyes rolling back. The executioner staggered, the blade slipping from his fingers, and crumpled beside the stocks with a

He obviously knew I'd loose control if he did. “I died because of you, Henry.” I said and I saw his eyes narrowed. His shoulders stiffened, but he didn’t look away, neither did he deny what he and Chrysantha did to me. “And now you stand here, acting like you have the right to protect me?” “I’m not acting,” he cuts in, but I held a hand at him, cutting him off. “Oh really? Then what is this?” I gestured between us wildly. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re trying to play savior after being my executioner.”

The Falcon tilted his head, his amber eyes locking onto Ren's midnight-blue scales. "My orders are not to retrieve you," the Executioner smiled, a cold, clinical expression. "My orders are to ensure that whatever monster you have become never crawls out of this abyss."

I ordered, my gaze never leaving her. But something felt off. My frown deepened as I studied her. Why wasn’t she happy? The ones who had wronged her were finally paying with their lives—so why? “No! Let me go, you bastards!” The girl’s furious screams shattered the tense silence. She thrashed wildly, her cries echoing through the space. The executioner, unmoved by her pleas, merely cast a cold glance in her direction before raising his sword high into the air, ready to strike.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I