Your Majesty Please Don't Kill Me Again Novels & Stories

I asked and looking at him trying to will him to say yes. “I will not yield.” He said with murderous eyes. I yawned, bored with this fight. “Very well.” I raised my foot and slammed it into his face, crushing it completely and killing him. I smiled and looked at everyone. “Long Live King Nero.” I said. There is a scream from within the crowd of my opposition. Malina is screaming out. That’s right, she is Jasper’s mate or was. Now she is in pain. Oh well, it was going to happen regardless.

Megan’s voice cut through the moment again, sharp and unforgiving as she stepped closer, her eyes blazing with emotion. “Do you know my daughter’s last wish before she left this world?” She didn’t wait for him to answer, her voice firm and filled with conviction as she continued. “She wanted every tie she ever had with you to be cut, every single one, she wanted freedom, even in death, so if you’re still thinking about her, better wipe the thoughts off your block head!” The words hit Nathan like a final blow, his body going still as they sank in, deeper than anything else that had been said so far.

Asteria The moment I killed him, I knew I was living on borrowed time. Killing your master is a violation of the purchase contract. Defective merchandise to be destroyed. That’s just a regular occurrence. It’s a whole new level when that master is the Crown Prince and future King. I ran through the woods, the power still buzzing through my body. My body electrified, drenched in pure power pulsating through my veins. Drunk on it, both ecstatic and devastated.

I did not realize that he was standing in front of me, leaning closer towards me. Napanguso ako at iniwas ang tingin sa kan'ya. "You wanted to kill me," I said in contrast to his words. "It's not like being attracted to someone means killing them. Don't joke around, Your majesty." I knew, from the very beginning, he wasn't being serious of his actions. He finds something fun about me... it's all about killing me in the end.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "Were you even listening to me" "Of course I was, you were saying something about me killing people right, how about I start with you" I replied sarcastically, I am getting tired of his never ending questions. "No no no, please I still value my life, so please spare me, oh great King of the Lycans."

Zayn laid hold of his shirt and snared, "Who the fvck are you all?" He laughed and sniffed with blood running out of his nose, "We are the revolution" He slowly let go of the body to the ground and the man was gone. He was dead. Zayn turned and his eyes met with that of Allegra whose fist was tightened. She said to him, "Another dead end, these guys keep dying like it's nothing" "It sounds strange but they die after saying, Hail, Alpha Ajax. Like an activator for the death or something"

Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy…but it didn’t feel like mercy. Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset. I'm also the personal slave of General Titan—a man who has grown obsessed with me. The work under the hot sun is unbearable—but I prefer it to his company any day. I’ve never tried to escape because there’s nowhere to run in the desert, but all of that changes when I hear the news—that the Death King is coming.

Please fix this too. "No one can fix death Sophia. If one is dead then the person is gone. Grandmother is dead darling" Amaira answered her. "No way, grandmother is not dead. How can she be? We had a lot of plans together. She promised me a promising future in a safe environment. She told me I don't belong here. I also promised to make her happy and avenge the death of my parents. Now, how will I achieve all of these. Please tell her to wake up. She is not permitted to die yet." Sophia went on.

I mocked him as his face turned red. We were both at his well furnished and neatly arranged living room, for a guy he seems extremely neat and I came to a conclusion that someone definitely does his cleaning. Maybe it’s a thing for rich guys because they always seems to have someone who comes in regularly to clean their house, just like Tobi. “Regardless of the fact that I hate that you called me little Jay, I absolutely love the mummy part. I mean I can be your daddy too right? He said with a wink and it was my turn to become red.

Her eyes were solid silver, devoid of the warmth that usually defined her. "Luna?" I whispered, my heart breaking. "Baby, it's Mama." "She cannot hear you, Elena," the voice boomed, but it didn't come from the King. It came from Killian’s own mouth, even though his lips didn't move. "She is the frequency. She is the song that keeps the world still. Do you not find it beautiful? No more wars. No more 'regret.' Only the perfect, frozen peace of the First Age." "It's not peace, you monster," I said, stepping into the light, my "Stealth-Silk" fluttering in the wind. "It’s a morgue. And you’re just the mortician."