The Killing Games Book Novels & Stories

“You’re telling me this revenge you want to carry out, is life or death? I hate him as much as you, if not more and I don’t think he’s going to kill you.” “Me?” He stood from his chair towering above me a good distance away so I had to turn and physically look up, not so much so that I was craning my neck but it was enough of an incline to shove a power imbalance in m face, “He would never be able to kill me no. He would be six feet under before he even had the chance to press even a butter knife to my throat. But others, he has all the capability of killing, but that’s not what makes this life or death Miss Laurence, as you are well aware he can destroy a person's life, and in a way sometim

Lisa won the next game, Julia losing so she gifted her sister slave with another orgasm. Thank the heavens, I won the next game, Lucia losing. She finished off what Lisa started and I sent another slug of cum into her throat. We only had time for one more game when she was done and Julia was leading by an orgasm. The play of the last game was spirited, everyone playing hard. Both Julia and Lucia had one domino left before anyone else and it would depend on chance. If Julia won, she had it. If Lucia won, it would end tied. No one had discussed what would happen if it ended tied. I had to admit it would be nice to slip my cock into some strange cunt, so I was kind of rooting for Julia, as long

I said. “From your jobs?” Aiden asked. “Yeah.” I said. “How much?” “Almost a million.” “Shit Thalia. I can’t believe you put yourself through that kind of danger to make that kind of money.” He said. “Do you think less of me?” I asked nervously. “Never. I’ve had to kill people too, Thalia. I hate doing it, but sometimes it’s necessary.” “It may have not been necessary for me, but I always think about how many lives were saved by me killing the ones I was hired to get rid of.”

“Cover more ground. Eyes open.” Dee raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Careful.” Aire disappeared into the crowd, moving like she’d learned to before her death—fluid, unseen, yet fully aware. Every familiar corner, every alleyway, whispered secrets of who had risen and who had fallen while she was gone. And Trevon? He was out there, lurking, underestimating the girl he tried to kill.

In the meantime, Lilian continued to yell at me. She claimed that I got her son killed. She wanted them to shoot me to death. I looked at the cops. “Sir, I found a surveillance system at the top of the mountain. We’ll know the truth once we get the footage. Lucius’s death has nothing to do with me. He wanted to kill me instead.” Lucius was ignorant of something when he took me up the mountain. The top of the mountain was monitored. He had committed a crime, whether I rescued him or not.

His eyes narrowed. “Safe? With a man who kills for sport? Who calls murder ‘business’? You call this safety?” I tilted my head, allowing a wry smile to curve my lips. “I don’t kill for sport, mi amor. I kill because this world demands it. Because if I don’t, someone else will, and they won’t care whose blood they spill, not yours and not Henry’s. At least when I spill blood, it’s measured or controlled. That is safety, whether you like to admit it or not.”

I asked clutching my wrist trying not to be affected by the nightmares she used to bring to me. " Athena, was the one who killed Katie, Heidi," she said and her last sentence struck hard on my mind. Athena killed Katie? Why? But, she clearly said she wanted to kill me or Ezio? Yes, she was Athena. Athena always wanted to make me feel miserable to me. She always wanted me to make cry. She always had the extra hatred for me but Why? Why me?

“I kill like a bitch too.” “You’re having fun,” He said. “Aren’t you?” “Yes, I am.” Her voice was also unexpected. Soft and elegantly feminine. Nothing he would’ve have imagined coming from such a deadly person. “Are we done?” He asked. “Do you even have a plan?” “Not a plan, but I do have a game.” She cracked her neck and kept both daggers on her sides. “I heard you love games.” “I do. What’s this one called?"

For a moment, I thought it may have been just a bad dream, but the weight of the guilt confirmed that the incident had actually taken place. The sound of Zara's lifeless body hitting the ground echoed in my ears, and the horrified gasps of the crowd still rang in my head. I couldn't remember how I ended up in my chambers, but it hardly mattered. What mattered was that I had killed someone. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. The mating games were supposed to be a celebration of life and love, but now like other aggressive wolves, I too stained with blood and death.

"He'd pick them. Girls who looked like Lilith. Girls who rejected him. And I'd befriend them. Gain their trust. Lead them somewhere isolated where Chen could grab them." I felt sick. "You helped him kill three women?" "I didn't know he was killing them at first. I thought he was just scaring them. Making them understand what it felt like to be hunted." She laughed bitterly. "By the time I realized what was really happening, I was already complicit. Already guilty." "So you came here to what? Kill us too?" Jamie moved in front of me.