You Want Me To Kill Him Novels & Stories

I don’t know why he just can't do what he wants and kill him, maybe he wants to see how far I will go to get what I want, either way, I have to be strong. “So this is bothering you, I am sorry.” he sighed. “I want you to get your revenge on him, and the best way to do it is to put him in front of you. If you don’t want that, then I will keep him in the mine for now but I do want you to kill him.” “But you cannot ask me to do that, I don’t want to kill anyone.” I sighed. “Keep him away from me is all I care about, keep him far away from our son and everyone is going to be happy.”

for killing him. "So you remember everything now, huh?" he said as he gave me an evil smirk. "How do you feel?" "I will fucking kill you," I whispered harshly. "Do it. Just fucking do it!" his voice thundered around the basement as he catched his breath. My hand trembled around the gun. "Do it! What are you still waiting for, huh? You want to kill me, right?! Fucking kill me now, Nieva! Just fucking do it!" He yelled angrily.

“But what will convince your father?” He tucked her hair behind her ears as he hummed. “Seeing that you want to get involve with this even when your father needs rescuing, screw that, huh.” The humor laced in his voice made the tension between them lighten as the corners of her lips curled up into one small curve. He continued after seeing the reaction he wanted to see. “Then I need you to kill me.” “Excuse me?” “I need you to kill me in front of every creature in this world, my little Halfling. And when their guard has lowered, I will strike them… You will do that for me, right? I cannot see anyone who deserves to kill me but you.”

He steps in when I lift my chin. He pours without ceremony and hands me a glass. “You sounded like a storm on that call.” I take a breath and the liquor is hot and bright in my mouth. “I want him to suffer. Dead. I want him to know who owns him before he goes.” Kade sets his glass on the bed, watching me as if watching a match burn. “Dead?” His voice is the small, sharp thing people use when they’re trying to hide the way they’re shaking. “I said it.” I don’t look away. “I want to be the one who does it.”

Is this meant to kill me or what? "Who are you, and what do you want?" I fired at her. "I'm here to take your life!"

I should find a way to get away from him. ‘I asked for him to ruin me,’ my own mind spoke at me and against me. “You still shouldn’t have killed him,” my voice has also gone unreasonably gentle, and the anger veiled over me was no longer as well. “I killed him, and I want to fuck you in front of his dead corpse.” “Huh?” Maybe I didn’t hear him right. “You heard me. I’m going to take you raw and hard in front of his dead body. That way you know what happens to any man that touches you and isn’t me.”

His crimson red eyes focused on Adrian instead. “The reason is me. You WILL tell me why you visited my home and killed my parents Ben and Hannah Van Rayres” I shouted after lunging and holding him by the collar with a gun on his head. Making him finally notice me. “And if you reason is not good enough; I will still kill you.” I added with fury in my eyes.

I hiss as his fingers tighten on my jaw. He then drops me as if touching me burns. “I want you fucking gone, because I swear, if I see you again, I will kill you.” I stare at his back, the same back I always want to tug against my chest and hug as I kiss his neck… I will not cry, I don’t cry. Why did you kill him?

he asked. I nodded. “I want to kill someone today,” I replied with a voice seething in anger. I heard him smirk. “Let me guess. Is it Kyle?” he asked. I looked at him and nodded. I wanted to tell him why I decided against it. I know that he likes Eunice and if I tell him about what I heard, he might get in my way of revenge. I don’t want that. I want to take on Kyle. I am itching to do that.

He lifts his gaze to me, then asks, “Is this really what you want, the death of one of us?” I growl at him, then respond, “I don’t want my death. I want yours alone!”