You Saved Her I'll Kill You Novels & Stories

“I killed her…” “No, no, I’m not a killer. I’m a good girl. A good girl?” “Yes. A good, good girl.” “Hehe…I killed her…I killed her. I’m a murderer! I killed her!” “Sniff, sniff…she’s not going to let me go…”

she says in approval. “Let me get this straight. You tried to kill me and failed, so then you had me poisoned inside The Tournament, and instead of just letting me die from either the poison or my competitor – which was about to happen, for the record – you kidnapped me and brought me here, which actually saved my life, so that you could be the one to personally kill me. Have I got that right?” She stares at me silently, her good eye twitching as the idiocy I’m calling out registers in her tiny, damaged brain. “You’re a fucking idiot,” I laugh.

She let out a chuckle, the smile morphing into a smirk. "Took you long enough to figure that out. Some Alpha Prime you are." I growled at the insult, fighting the urge to rip her head off her shoulders. "Tell me where he is, or I will kill you." I wrapped my hand around her neck, pressing slightly. "First you tried to kill me in my own home, and now you want to kill me in my consulate, that's not nice Adelaide." She whispered, her eyes flashing red. What the fuck… Those eyes…

Who's gonna save her from this sick guy? *

Memories of my birthday kept playing over and over in her mind. The day she took off my hearing aid and said those things to me. "You're nothing but a burden. I've been sick of you for a long time." "I really wish you'd never been saved when you were nine. You should've just been left to die." And the words Ralph said when he agreed to date her. "Simone, you've passed my test. I believe you don't like Justin anymore. Let's go on a date tomorrow." Each sentence hit her like a knife to the chest, sending a deep, painful ache.

My soul is gnashing her teeth as if being tortured in hell. But who am I kidding? Who in the world will save me? Then,I feel his lips moving, his arms tilting my head sideways. Maybe to kiss me more thoroughly. I was shocked from a moment but then again I closed my eyes and smiled. Like a rhythm in a music and a choreography in dance we harmoniously move our lips. In a slow and intimate manner without any inhibitions but mere attractions.

“Yeah.” she snitches on me. You know I hate snitches. I told her I was gonna help you, get you out of Hazard grip. But she didn’t trust me or wait for me to do anything. She snitched on me and sleep with Hazard. Nothing I hate more than sharing my woman.” “She did that.” “I know she loves you and wanted to help you. I wanted to do the same. Save you from there. After we got you away. I killed her, I said I would. And she made me promise to let you go. And I did that.”

But he knew it. The silver dolphin. The worn metal. The small scratch near the tail. A memory surfaced instantly. Rain. Floodwater. A frightened boy. A young girl kneeling beside him. Holding that exact keychain. Damien bent slowly. His fingers closed around it. His heartbeat became uneven. No. That wasn't possible. The keychain belonged to the girl who saved him. The girl he believed was Lily. So why— "Give it back." Aria's voice cut through his thoughts.