Urge To Kill Rising Novels & Stories

Fanatics who believed his death was only a test, a signal for them to burn the world down in his name. They wore Nyros' symbols blackened with ash. They carved their skin with glyphs. They whispered prophecies of a "Second Rising." And they had nothing left to lose. They were dangerous because they no longer feared death. And Veyra knew—this would be a different kind of war. Harder. Harsher. Without mercy. It was why she called the gathering.

Killing Arthur is going to make you responsible for all of that shit," "Why do you know so much about the other regions?" he asks looking over at me. "I have an excuse. I was genetically engineered to be what I am but what's their excuse? Why are they killing one another when they could try to fix this? We should be united. There is so much going on and they're fighting over territory.

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

I knew I was dying, that was enough. As he walked I studied the sky, the gray blue of it providing a perpetually overcast appearance. How had this gone so horribly wrong? Why had we been attacked? It seemed too coordinated to be a coincidence, especially adding Penemue and KoKobiel’s presence. While we had our own backup I knew that was largely in part to the fact someone had gone to alert our Nest, and then more than likely they had gotten backups. Every single piece of it began to flash through my mind like a jumble of photographs. Devon’s head being crushed, Todd’s suicide, Usel dropping dead from the sky. I shuddered, but the images wouldn’t stop coming. Heads rolling on the ground, Kenn

"Killing you!" Next.

They’re apprehensive after what I did with my dad’s bracelet, but they’re coming regardless. Coming to finish Alec off, and me along with him. And for what? Because we exist? I’ve never harmed anyone, and I’m sure Alec hasn’t either. Those kids in the dorms didn’t deserve what happened to them. Rage unlike any I’ve ever known floods me. It propels me forward with the gravitational force of a planet. I meet the first Silver Hunter head on, grabbing their arm and forcing them to drop their sword before I punch them in the gut.

To stop Valerius, they had to kill the children. It was a logical puzzle that only a Vane could solve. And Rage knew exactly what his father expected him to do. Valerius expected Rage to be "civilized." He expected Rage to choose the "moral" path and hesitate. Valerius forgot that Rage had been raised by him. "Sabizina! Can you hear me?" Rage shouted into the comms. "I’m here!" she sobbed. "Rage, I can't stop the upload without killing them!"

“Kill them! Kill them all! “Our guns can also fire accidentally!”

What kind of sweet romance is this? Looking at the criticisms, I smiled widely. Under the murderous gaze of the invigilator, I walked over to Timothy and said, "Your parents died in the hands of Rachel's family. Don't you want revenge?" Looking at Timothy's conflicted gaze, I urged him further by whispering in his ear. "Don't you want to avenge your parents? Or did you think that your grandmother would be able to come out of the drug trial alive?" Then, I pointed to the poison-laced test papers.

I heard Zara murmur something soft to comfort her as I flew down the stairs. I raced out of the building like I had lost my mind. Because I had. I could not lose him. But deep down I knew the truth: if I married him now, I would only drag him into the same darkness that took my mother. The killers were still out there, and they would come for him. I jumped back into my car. The keys were still in the ignition. I started the engine and swerved into the street. I was going to get my man tonight, but I would not stop hunting my mother’s killers. Not even for him.