The Thrill Of A Kill Novels & Stories

And I believed I was not weak. The night deepened, and eventually the sound of engines rolled into the courtyard below. I walked toward the window and looked down at the arriving vehicles. So it was tribute night already. The distant Alphas certainly enjoyed gathering beneath my roof like obedient dogs pretending they still possessed dignity. Let them come. I already felt violence clawing beneath my ribs tonight, and if someone made a mistake, I intended to satisfy it. Perhaps Seth Vance would become tonight’s example. If he failed to pay tribute again, I would not humiliate him with servant duties this time.

He felt his pants pocket for the small gun fitted with a silencer. He liked the quiet kills, but he couldn’t deny the thrill of killing someone out in the open. He could already picture it; he would walk up to them and maybe do introductions. If he wanted to enjoy it even more, he could make small conversations with them, even get them to laugh once or twice.

I glare at the two of them as I head down the stairs from our wing, taking them two at a time. Two sets of footsteps pound on the stairs behind me and their grumbles of discontent go in one ear and out the other. Do they think I’m thrilled about having that piece of shit in my home? Even without Sophia, the thought of plastering a smile on my face and pandering to that sorry excuse of a man, makes my stomach turn. There isn’t a man or wolf amongst me and my people who hasn’t killed, the difference is, we only take a life if survival is at stake. Acheron kills for the thrill, the sense of might and power it gives him. He is cruel, through and through.

“Tell me what you know.” Rahl leaned closer. “The first kill is a pivotal moment, as it awakens something primal in them. Many hunters call it ‘The Beast.’ Something in them craves the thrill of the hunt and the taste of enemy blood and battle. It’s what fully unleashes you as a hunter.” The feeling she had during the fight came back to her. It was both exhilarating and terrifying. But how long until her ascension? After the fight, she expected it to happen right away.

“I bet when I put a bullet through your head tomorrow, and then proceed to cut off your tongue, maybe I’ll see you if you would be able to speak then.” The moment Katherine saw Madison’s eyes widen in fear, another thrill coursed through her and then she announced, “You better start saying your last prayers today, because tomorrow I’m going to shoot your skull. Tomorrow will be your last day on earth, because I’ll be taking you to the beach and blowing your brains out.” “Boss do you have to tell her that you…” One of her men started to say but Katherine ignored him. Instead she continued, “You know this is the first time I’m killing someone, and dare I say I’m feeling so happy about it. So e

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

Nico yelled, firing a shot into the air. I chuckled darkly as an idea formed. I wouldn't beg for something I created. "I'll return for all of your heads," I declared, a scoff escaping my lips. "I never issue empty threats." "We'll be ready for you, killer," he said, locking his gaze onto mine. With a smirk, I walked away and climbed into Luciano's car, setting my course for his mansion. It was time to step into my power as a Donna. I held the steering hard as pictures of the stingers, my family betrayed me. They committed a grave mistake and they knew it. I would kill all of them, I'll survive without them, I always survive. I will kill them all. Once a killer, always a killer.

"That's just fucking crazy! I'm not a killer!" "I know you're not, Kian. But this is the Reaper we're talking about. I don't think you have a choice. It's kill or be killed." Throttle's words hit me harder than a knockout. *~*~* "It's kill or be killed." Throttle's deadly warning played on a loop all night long inside my head. As I rolled to face the opposite side of the bed, the mattress creaked like an old rickety chair swing. The sunlight had only just started to seep through the curtains, a daunting sign that it was time for me to get up.

𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩 𝙬𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜. – 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙩. The hunt night was exhilarating for her as she finally had peacefully killed her prey, hearing his sobs, his cries, threats and pleads even. Begging for his corrupt life and even trying to bribe his way out but nothing would've satisfied Maya except for the death of someone who sucked the blood of innocents.

XIENNE Dear Diary, Now I already have a plan on how will I kill Ace. Though my plan would be so hard to make it happen successfully I know it would be all worth it. I trust myself. I will seduce him and get his trust and attention then I will do my dirty little plan. Thinking of it gives me a huge excitement. Surely, killing him will give to me great satisfaction. But for now, I need to do my first step. It is befriending them all to earn their trust in me. I will play good and kind just like I was before. A good girl. I don’t care if they will abuse my kindness again, the most important thing is making them all stupid and then killing them all. No one dared to be good at me from them, and t