The One You Shouldn't Have Killed Novels & Stories

“You’re impossible. Do you know that? You would rather damn your soul and live an eternity of being tortured than accept the fact that you were wrong.” “The people you kill don’t deserve it like you believe they do. They’re human. They may sell their soul to the devil, but that’s their choice. What you do is take it when they can’t pay their debts.” A growl escaped my lips as I looked at her. “You have no idea why I do what I do. Those people I have killed deserve more than they get. They signed their lives away the moment they pulled a trigger or set a trap. Do you know how Grandpa Bloodstone actually died?” My anger now boiling over and spilling out like lava.

I killed him! ***

No one would say he had almost killed someone. what the actual fuck? The audacity. WHAT?! What's happening?

Charlie smiled slightly before he said, “If we solved everything by simply killing the person, then the Webb family would have already been dead a long time ago. Some people deserve to die and they must be killed as soon as possible—for instance, those people from the Beggar Clan. However, it would simply be too boring if we were to kill some people.”

“Don’t underestimate them.” “I’m not.” I step forward. She grabs my arm. Hard. “Don’t.” I glance at her. “Why?” “Because that’s still a human body.” A beat. “And if you kill it—” “I won’t.” “You might.” Silence. Because she’s not wrong. Not completely. “If I don’t act, they will,” I say. “Yes.” “And if they hurt someone—” “They already have.” A pause. “But if you kill them—”

What did you do to that someone wants you dead? I looked away My tears making the pillow wet Me: I don't know Clint, I don't know My voice cracked and I started to sob I was in so much pain Clint : don't worry. I might spare you He stood up and I looked at him Clint : some people hate us for no reason. I'm a deadly assassin. The people I assassinate are sometimes guiltless. But that is usually non of my business, my business is the money. But....... You? Let's see how it goes

I had boobs, soft, handful, and I bet they were succulent. 'Rule no 125, don't fight to kill- You would lose every fight if you try to' I blinked. The fact that I was seated on the floor with nothing but my underwear and one of Luciano's oversized tee shirts made me look sad. Inwardly, I felt like the most stupid person on earth watching this freaking show again. Damn! What if the person wanted to kill me? What if the person hated me to the point that what she wants was to unalive me?

He slipped and was about to fall off the cliff. However, he grabbed my hand and begged me. “Don’t let go! I’m begging you. I don’t want to die!” I found that ridiculous. “Didn’t you want to kill me just now?” Of course, he would not admit that. He hurriedly shook his head. “No, dear. Don’t worry. I never wanted to kill you. I was just joking.” I watched him indifferently. “This is your last chance. Otherwise, I could always let you fall. No one will know if someone dies here, right?”

“Either way they should be killed” “Yes you highness” My golden ticket will be dean.

He shouldn’t have, because he was killed. By Malthus.