Ways To Kill Someone Novels & Stories

“Faking suicide to threaten and intimidate your dad so that he doesn't divorce her?” Paige's eyes widened in shock. She could not believe what she was hearing. Did her mom do it on purpose? Was it not a genuine desire to end her life? “If someone genuinely wanted to end their life, there are many ways to do it, like jumping off a bridge or a building, or even quietly slitting their wrists when no one's around at night… Why take sleeping pills and have us discover it in time to save her?” Chris reasoned. He had no emotional attachment to Wendy; he was merely analyzing it from an outsider’s perspective.

It is the first time I've killed someone by pulling someone's heart out of their body. Ezra taught me how to kill someone swiftly by destroying their heart and cutting off the veins in their neck. I lifted my head to look at the bright sky with a smile of relief. It is the first time I feel so happy after killing someone.

I groan hopelessly, falling back to the ground. "The easiest way to die is to kill yourself. That way, you will be relief from all this. No one can kill you except yourself." Nana scoffed. "You are wrong." Jaden's voice came in at that moment, drawing everyone's attention to him.

he ordered. Her mouth was still open but she breathed quietly, filling her lungs with air again. There were a thousand things she wanted to do to him. How could she kill a man a thousand ways? First, she would set his balls on fire and relish in the sound of his cries. Then she would cut off his cock. She would carve out each part of his body day by day until none of him remained…

After returning from the kitchen with seconds, her face paled as she heard her friends mentioning the suicides from the previous day. "What do you mean "unnatural"?" one of her friends asked Sophie. "Well from what I heard, they all killed themselves in horribly gruesome ways. Supposedly, one them drowned himself in boiling water, another stabbed himself to death, and the third gutted and then hanged himself."

Mallory looked at Alpha Ragnarr, her eyes widening. Alpha Ragnarr held the head on his hair and showed her his neck. Now, Mallory wasn’t acting. She gagged. Seeing her reaction, Alpha Ragnarr explained. “There are three ways of killing a vampire: expose them in sunlight for a long period, use silver on them, or sever their head. And if they die—” “—they turn into ash.” Mallory supplemented his words, looking at the head again. Her eyes met in the middle of her forehead. Mallory slowly asked. “… Then what happened to this one?”

"Please drop the knife, Zaahida. Let's talk about this in a civilized manner." "Civilized manner?" She chuckled, humorlessly. "I have tried that as well, but..." She puffed out air from her mouth. "It didn't work. I realized I have to try another method. This method. Action! So tell me, Zynah...how do you want to die? Should I slit your throat or...cut your wrist instead? I want to get this over and done with."

I met his gaze, unflinching. "Actually..." He dragged, getting up from the table he has been perched on. "You were the one to kill him. That was actually the plan. But can you imagine? His love child, putting a knife through his chest, or shooting him point blank or suffocating him. How ironic..." He stressed out. "I would never harm someone, unlike you. Was it fun, killing him. Let me guess, the suffocating was much easier wasn't it? That way no blood, no mess, nothing!"

I pulled into the office parking lot and killed the engine. I stayed right there in the driver’s seat. My hands would not stop shaking as I spread the case file across my lap. I had to put something together. Anything. One decent lead before I walked inside and faced the boss. Miss Lin. Twenty years old. Smart college girl. She was driving home from night class when someone ended her life. The scene looked all wrong. Half ambush, half accident. Her car had slammed into the guardrail, but the bullet holes in the windshield and the way her body sat twisted in the seat told the real story. Someone had waited for her. Someone had planned it.

Ariel. Not even a fucking scent. This is the disadvantage of trying to be nice. The problem is, I can't blame anyone but myself. I promised not to rely on anyone again and see what just happened when I relied on these witches. One thing I know, in the history of all supernaturals, there is only one way to kill the most fierce creature for good. That is beheading them or ripping out their spinal cords. Ripping hearts is the most common way to kill vampires, and no matter how strong Gabriel is, I only need one chance. One chance of distraction to rip one of these fatal organs out.