We're Killing Strangers John Wick Novels & Stories

"No. But I remember following my father to one. Everything after, just fragments." "Hmm…" She hummed. "You didn't pull the trigger to kill John Winters that night, Killian. Stanley Ford did."

His sunglasses hid his eyes, and he kept turning around awkwardly before his gaze settled on us once again. I nudged Adrian lightly, keeping my voice low as I said, "Do you see that guy standing by the stall?" Adrian followed my gaze, and he asked, “What’s wrong?” “He’s been following us,” I said. “That’s suspicious.” “It’s okay,” Adrian said, squeezing my hand lightly. “We’re safe baby. This is neutral ground, so there’s no mafia activity here. It’s forbidden.” But that didn’t do anything to make me calm down. Just because something was forbidden on certain grounds didn’t mean it couldn’t happen. I’d seen John Wick after all.

She thinks that this is probably the best thing for both of them. “Let’s have a stranger with benefits contract.” She gave him a sweet smile. Yes, that’s right! That’s the best for both of us. The Strangers With Benefits Contract. Apollo Justice

Jace and Marvin exchanged a wary glance, silently communicating their next move. Before they could react, the stranger lunged forward, their weapon raised high. Jace and Marvin sprang into action, dodging out of the way just in time to avoid the deadly blow. A fierce struggle ensued, the sounds of grunts and curses echoing through the night as Jace and Marvin fought for their lives. Despite their fear and exhaustion, they refused to back down, their determination fueling their every move. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they managed to overpower their assailant, disarming them and pinning them to the ground. As they caught their breath, the stranger's identity was revealed in the

What if the stranger got angry and killed Sia? Arnold’s feet turned into jelly as he watched Sia place her finger on the trigger and press it. His grip on Sarah’s shoulder tightened and closed his eyes. He wasn’t worried about being killed. He was worried about the pain and suffering Sia would undergo when she realized that she had killed her parents. There was a BOOM! And the stranger’s loud guffaws resonated in the room.

"Why do I feel like I am being interrogated so early in the morning?" I pursed my lips before murmuring. "Sorry." He sighed. "Okay, first and foremost, I'm not going to say any details about me because you're a stranger and at the same time, I'm also a stranger to you." He said, a matter-of-factly. "Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures.

"I doubt it too. I told myself that I would never pick up a gun after being shot by a thug who was destroying the palace. But this is to protect my family." "I remember hearing about that incident. Sorry about that; he could never get a job done, especially when told to do it. Pathetic piece of shit– couldn't have the guts to kill their parents." She smirked. Within a second, a gunshot went off, leaving a ringing sound throughout my ears. When I glanced around, Jabrel was on the floor. Chaos brewed after that as everyone was fighting for their lives. My whole body went into shock when I saw him lying there bleeding. Lily screamed her lungs out as she kicked the guy that was holding her. All

The cottage explodes into chaos immediately. Milo starts shouting at me to let him go, Luxe laughs hysterically at how determined I am to keep him in the room, and Varen appears from nowhere, looking deeply delighted because I’m actually fighting the stranger. Yes, fighting. Apparently, he learned how to fight wherever he came from. The stranger charges me again. I dodge instinctively, then punch him directly in the face. The stranger blinks once. Then collapses unconscious immediately. Oh no. “Oh no.” I stare at him, horrified. “I killed him.”

"How dare you answer back? Let's show everyone what a thief's daughter looks like!" "Get your hands off her!" I roared and charged straight into the crowd. I kicked the punk square in the stomach, and he let out a pained scream. The blow sent him flying six feet backward before crashing hard to the ground. The others immediately staggered back in fear. I pulled Lindsey into my arms and held her tightly. "Touch her again, and I swear I'll kill you," I said, staring at them with bloodshot eyes. They looked intimidated under my glare, but still continued filming as they edged backward.

Uncle gently caressed my palm and wiped my tears with his handkerchief. “Uncle… I think you’re right. That’s what destiny wants. To the world, Sanjana died on the day of the accident. Today, Samantha is born. And as for Liam… he died with Sanjana. I’ll erase him from my life.” It felt as though thousands of knives slashed my tongue as I spoke those words. Uncle paused, then looked at me carefully. “I need to ask you something.” His eyes searched mine, seeking permission. I placed my palm over his, giving him a nod.