Novel & Cerita The Main Heroines Are Trying To Kill Me

"We better get out of her now before someone finds us. I'm still young to waste 2years at the juvenile." "And who wants that." Tina hastily snapped in a loud whisper as she briskly turns the keys, locking the door in which they had kept Phidelia. Among the three, Bella was the worse looking one. She looked shaken up and densed. Standing there in shock with her mind running wild. "We killed her. We killed her. We killed her." These were the only words that kept ringing in her mind. But Roxy and Tina hadn't noticed what was going with her.

"Why are you stopping me, brother?" I glared at him and he flinched, probably wasn't expecting his usually sweet sister to be so hostile. But I didn't care anymore. To hell with that. If I was going to die in the end, just bring it on you bastard. Male lead? Heroine? They can just go fuck themselves. Whether the two of them lost or roasted in love for thousands of years, just leave me out of it. Why bother dragging me here? Do they really need my dramatic death just so they can become the heroes of this story?

She was too good at twisting things so they always sounded worse, always pushing people to imagine the ugliest version of me. “That’s totally wrong,” the young lady countered immediately. “We are women...we definitely can’t kill someone we want, even when we can’t get the person. We’d rather kill the person that’s making us not get the person. And they never said she tried to kill the Luna, it was the Alpha.” I stared at her, even though my vision was still blurry. I wanted to thank her, to tell her I’d never forget that she stood up for me, even for a moment.

Suddenly, the unmistakable sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs alerted them to the presence of rogues closing in on their position. In a desperate attempt to protect her friends, Kasia wheeled around, launching herself at one of the attackers. A fierce battle ensued, with claws slashing and teeth gnashing as the girls fought for their lives. Despite their determination, the rogues' numbers soon overwhelmed them. Janet took a brutal hit, her body crumpling to the ground as she struggled to breathe, and Tiffany lay unconscious on the ground.

—I growl regardless of my pain —I'm going to kill you! —Your mistake was trusting them, but what do you think? Not even they were able to save them from their death, I guess she didn't have the courage to do it, but I'm not like them, by finishing with both of them I will show my power and I will be the only hero they will have to obey from now on. —You don't know... how anxious I am... to kill you with my own hands. —It will be in another life... because in this one, I am the winner.

I couldn't let all this chaos and death be in vain. Eleanor, Jax, Kimora, and I moved as a cohesive unit, fighting side by side, trusting each other's skills and instincts. The women warriors I had chosen proved their mettle, matching my intensity and prowess on the battlefield. Together, we formed a formidable force, pushing back the enemy with every strike.

Her eyes became dark red, as he approached her, and seeing those monsters that trying to kill the two most important people in her life, made her mad. She just stood peacefully, killing all those who tried to kill her, waiting for him to get closer. She wanted his death. The same way he almost killed her. With the same teeth, that he ripped from her mouth, that night at the square. He jumped high and fast, taking his werewolf’s shape, while he attacked her, Draven watched her worry, he was fighting with many others, but he knew she could do it. She was strong enough, stronger than Leon.

Her strikes were swift and relentless, fueled by a mother's grief twisted by vengeance. "My lady!" Jude said, rushing towards me, but I shook my head, signalling him to halt. "I've got this!" I yelled, pushing past Jude's concern. "Whoever stands in my way shall die!" Gloria yelled, her voice filled with fury. "Likewise for me," I said, gripping my dagger tightly. I pointed my dagger at her, noticing she, too, had acquired a weapon. I didn't know its origin, nor did I care. I struck, aiming to disarm her without causing harm. However, it was clear that Gloria desired nothing less than my demise. She was intent on killing me.

"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.

With a swift spin of her staff, she channeled her inner strength and unleashed a wave of searing light that pierced through the shrouded mist. The assassin recoiled, his form momentarily destabilized. Sensing an opportunity, Styria pressed her advantage, her blades striking with deadly precision. She danced with calculated grace, weaving between his defenses and delivering punishing blows. "You think you can extinguish our flames?" Styria taunted, her voice cutting through the chaos. "We are the sparks that ignite the fire of justice!" Meanwhile, Rey and Luna continued their seamless collaboration, their movements harmonized like a well-practiced symphony. Rey conjured swirling cyclones, man