V1 Ultrakill Novels & Stories

He slouched over the dead body and pointed at the stab on her neck to the cops' attention. ''Over here, do you see this? It's a dagger's stab,'' Donovan noted calling the cops' attention to Natasha's jugular. ''Is it different from the one on Senator Kasidy's neck?'' ''No, it's exactly the same,'' Leah chipped in. ''In fact, I must admit that the killer in question has a trademark style of taking out his victim. And this is one.'' ''Are you seeing this bloody graffiti for the first time?'' Donovan continued, pointing at the blood-stained wall as he attempted calling the cops to their senses. ''And, the door...Did you find it locked from inside or outside?''

Oh fuck, she’s got the irradiation gun! “DANI! You can’t use that!” I shouted, swerving, trying to reach back to stop her. Is she out of her damn mind? That gun creates a burst effect of ultraviolet rays. It’s basically like blasting sunshine out the barrel. It’s meant to KILL vampires. Even if she’s the one firing it, she’d be affected.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

After Ulva's presence betrayed him, he raised his hand and produced a spear enveloped in black lightning. This superior-quality spiritual treasure exuded a menacing aura. It was adorned by a bloodthirsty glow, as well as the anguished cries of countless innocent souls. Ulva, a gold-medal assassin of Greatflare's assassin organization known as Dragnet Association, was able to showcase his remarkable talent after honing his skills for thirty years. However, the significant resources required for advancement in the Greatflare were monopolized by Greatflare's royals. Despite his exceptional abilities, Ulva had been entangled in conflicts with the royals and found himself stripped of these resour

He'll never feel secure unless Kayden is completely destroyed. Robin pressed his lips and simply put the file back onto the desk. Before he left, Magnolia stopped him. "What about the drug I told you to buy? The one that permanently damages the nerves? Give it to Kayden as soon as possible. That way, he won't have to live on false hope much longer…" Robin's face flushed red in anger as he slammed a bottle of medicine onto the desk. A second later, the door slammed shut hard enough to shake the room.

"We came to see if the wolf of the stars has any teeth left. Or has the soft light of the nebula turned your blood to water, Killian?" The challenge was old, primal, and necessary. Killian didn't reach for a resonance pulse or a solar flare. He simply stepped forward into the "Circle of Bone," the traditional fighting pit marked by the ribcages of ancient elk. He shifted into his massive, slate-grey form, his silver eyes locking onto Garen’s with a lethal, focused intent.

I could have crippled him completely, ensuring that he could not take the exam. However, at the last moment, I held back without even realizing it. If I made another mistake in that life, in the next rebirth, I could completely become a puppet of the plot, just like the other side characters, sacrificing everything for the happy ending of Rachel and Timothy. With that thought, I decided to strike at Rachel. "Rachel Sharp. Do you know the values of the Faraday constant and the Boltzmann constant?" Rachel gave me a blank and perplexed look.

She couldn’t deny how his muscular body and pure masculine magnetism drew her to him. If he regained movement she’d die. She knew that and he probably wished he could get his hands on her. She glanced across the room to stare at the cracked and peeling white paint that ran the length of the room on the floor by the door. The staff called it the kill line. All test subjects were shackled by each limb. Though they were strong enough to break chains occasionally, none had ever broken all four at once. They only needed one free limb to kill. She sat inside the kill zone with an enraged, huge male whose two arms were chained but they weren’t connected to anything anymore. That realization made he

The next second, he sent a message. Dark Death: “You did a good job.” Wolf: “You flatter me.” Dark Death: “Few people could hold me to a draw.” I chuckled, not replying to him. After a while, I received a PK request. I clicked “Yes.” From the beginning, Dark Death used invisibility like before. His first step was to attack. Others when he was invisible. He could easily kill others by using this set of skills before the cooldown of Life Claiming Attack. However, this time he didn’t use Life Claiming Attack after being invisible because he got familiar with my tick. He wanted to use that skill after I used Full Shields so that he could easily kill me.

And he knew that they were killing their comrades now, and maybe just torture He looked blankly at her tears to widen his eyes when his hands moved at the order of his wolf and wiped her tears to rise and stare at him with panic and fear Damn you, March and go He cursed and quickly cut them off. It's like a curse “Who are you,” she cried, pulling her fainting mother into her bosom, frowning in defense, “I’m the alpha here,” he answered confidently. To polarize her eyebrows alpha? Old Ulysses Darkle is the alpha.. is it possible that he is his son? “His son,” she whispered, licking his lips and whispering to her quietly, awaiting her reaction