Kill La Kill Mother Novels & Stories

The day I recovered from my mental illness and got discharged, my parents held me in their arms with tears of happiness. My sister gave me a teddy bear and said she had been waiting for me to come home. I comforted my parents who were crying and accepted the gift from my sister. I slowly got used to ordinary life and became the real daughter of the Schmidt family. To show their preference for me, my parents transferred the family business into my name on my sister’s 18th birthday. But I cruelly murdered the family of three who cherished me on this day.

Immerse yourself in "Killing Me Slowly", a deliciously dark, gripping tale where a struggling father faced with a debt sells his daughter in an auction to a ruthless gangster, who must decide whether to keep her as his puppet—or kill her. Amina Kadir’s life changes forever when she’s sold to Arben Zefi, a dangerous man who had been watching her even before the auction. Now trapped in his world, she feels both scared and strangely drawn to him. Arben, known for his cold and ruthless ways, is also captivated by Amina’s strength and beauty. As Amina deals with the pain of her father's betrayal, she must figure out how she feels about Arben. At the same time, Arben struggles with his growing obsession for her, which threatens to take over his life. Together, they must decide if their connection can survive in this dark and dangerous world, or if it will tear them apart. The “Killing Me Slowly” series is a story of love, lust, and redemption, where secrets and passion push Amina and Arben to their limits.

Petunia, a 19-year-old girl from a rural village in Limpopo province, moves to the big city of Johannesburg to study. She then falls head over heels for the popular guy on campus. Unfortunately, life in the big city is not as good as she thought. Will she be consumed by the glitz, the Glamour, and the dark side of the golden city?

“Take off the lenses,” the Alpha King growls, his voice a low vibration that rattles my bones. “Let them see the monster you’ve hidden. Thalia Thorne was born an abomination. In a world where your eyes dictate your destiny—Gold for the rulers, Blue for the servants—Thalia’s void-black eyes marked her as a Cancer: a curse to be erased at birth. For two decades, she played the part of a ghost. She hid in the human cities, survived on silence, and kept her secret behind a pair of gold contacts. But one night of reckless rebellion ends in a bloodbath, leaving two men dead and Thalia in silver chains. Now, she’s been dragged back to the Great North to face Alpha King Rael(A true Gemini, born with golden eyes). She is accused of murdering the King’s brother and practicing forbidden witchcraft. The penalty is death of found guilty, but Rael has a different torture in mind. Especially since he’s a cursed Alpha with no mate for centuries now and he’s been going into rut. But Thalia doesn’t break. Instead, she ignites. As a fated bond snaps into place between the hunter and his prey, a dark prophecy begins to awaken. With the eyes of the kingdom on her and the King’s hands around her throat, Thalia must decide: Will she continue to hide the darkness in her blood, or will she show them why Cancers are the most feared sign of all? First one has to figure out why the throne was built on a lie. And why Thalia Thorne is the gospel truth that will burn it down.

My wish was to get through college without being noticed, as a scholarship student who did not fit into the elite and flashy lifestyles of students here. That was my one goal, but I guess we don’t always get what we want. I always wanted to fall in love with the hero, but instead, I got the villain, a charming devil. Brooding and dominant, he tested and pushed me to my limits. He was the only one to see through me with his cold gaze. I was not supposed to fall for him despite our past. I wasn’t supposed to crave his touch, his presence, to feel him, but some things are just out of our control. In an elite school, full of polished students, dark deeds behind the walls, betrayals, secrets, and lies, I was meant to fall in love with the hero but instead got the fucking villain.

Mara Cole is not who she appears to be. Hired by a shadowy organization with an agenda far larger than she understands, Mara enters the Brown mansion in Los Angeles as a household maid with one purpose — eliminate Frederick and Daniel Brown, the men whose greed destroyed her family and took her younger sister's life. She is trained, focused, and ready. What she is not ready for is Simon Brown. Cold, ruthless, and impossible to read, Simon is the kind of man who sees everything and says nothing. When his father delivers an ultimatum — marry within six weeks or lose board majority of the Brown empire — Simon makes a calculated decision and offers his quiet, unconnected maid a contract marriage. Mara says yes for reasons Simon will never know. But living inside his world changes something in her. Simon is not the man she expected. He is grieving, disciplined, and unexpectedly human. And the closer she gets, the heavier the weight of what she has done becomes. When Simon's private investigator begins circling the truth and Mr. Hayes reveals that Mara was never just an assassin — she was always meant to be the instrument of the Brown empire's total destruction — Mara must choose between the mission that defined her and the man she was never supposed to love. The truth surfaces. The marriage shatters. And in the wreckage of everything they built on silence and secrets, one question remains. Was any of it real? THE BILLIONAIRE MARRIED HIS BROTHERS' KILLER is a dark billionaire romance of approximately 500,000 words.

My mom treated me like the dirt beneath her shoes but worshiped my cousin like a queen. Since I could walk, I had scrubbed clothes and cooked meals, but I would still be yelled at or smacked if I messed up. On the contrary, my cousin twirled in princess dresses and played the piano. She was cherished by my aunt and uncle like she was the center of their world. Then came the day everything changed. At my cousin's birthday party, my mom got drunk and spilled the secret—she switched me and my cousin at birth. It turned out that I wasn't her daughter; I was my aunt's daughter. I was over the moon. Finally, I thought I'd found my real family, people who might actually care about me. But when I told my aunt, she just smirked. "You think I didn't know? I don't want you. You'll never be my daughter." Her words hit me like a bucket of ice water. I couldn't understand. Why didn't anyone want me? But that day, I made a vow—I'd never beg for anyone's love again. Years later, when I got into Mayward University—the best educational institution in the country—I threw two DNA test reports on the table in front of them. For the first time, they both looked terrified.

For six years after their marriage, Miranda Stone devoted herself wholeheartedly to being Mrs. Gibson. She only found out later that while he was abroad, Felix Gibson had been secretly keeping his first love by his side. Miranda had once believed that even the coldest heart would eventually warm if she just loved hard enough. But that belief shattered the day his beloved first love won an international award and threw a lavish celebration—while their daughter was being wheeled into a freezing cold operating room. That was the moment Miranda finally woke up. She took back her worthless love, filed for divorce, and walked away with her daughter without ever looking back. Once she picked up her career again, the woman who used to be a stay-at-home wife transformed into one of the most sought-after experts in the medical field. Her research papers were published in top international journals. Her breakthroughs won prestigious awards across countries. When she stepped back into the spotlight, glowing with confidence and ready to give herself another chance at happiness, the man who had always held himself above everyone else—so composed and restrained—finally broke. He lost it completely. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse with desperation. He dropped to his knees in front of her, pleading like a man who had lost everything. “Mira, please don’t leave me.”

How does it feel to leave your past behind, and struggle to stand at the top only for it to catch up with you again? How do you feel when a man who divorced you painfully years ago, suddenly becomes your first VIP outpatient? Cruel right? Yeah well, that is Stacy Hall's situation now. She is stuck with her past **** Despite being aware that he was out of her league, Stacy had been in love with her elder brother's friend, Carlton, for a long time. She was determined to make him hers at all costs, without the knowledge of anyone around her. Unfortunately, Carlton's announcement of his marriage to another lady shattered her heart mercilessly. One thing led to another, and she was the one standing on the altar to say the vows as his wife without the knowledge of her family. It was to save him, and to save her desire too. However, he could never look at her with affection. Could not love her no matter how hard she tried, and could not fully accept her as his wife. And they ended up divorcing bitterly despite Stacy's pleas because he wanted it. His ex-girlfriend was back! Picking her life from scratch after a stormy divorce, a miserable lady who became a Certified Physiotherapist is finally healing from disownment from everyone. Stacy Hall had now become the most sought-after. ********** "My heart is broken, Stacy. I have not been able to breathe since you left," He begged with tears. "Mr. Howard. My job is to fix broken bones, not hearts," Stacy replied to him curtly.

By the fifth year of my marriage to James Hill, he began pretending to be his late twin brother, the late Don of the family. With that, he took over all of a Don’s duties and the role of my sister-in-law, Hilary’s husband. Every time after he slept with her, he would cut his arm open, kneel before me, and beg for forgiveness. “Pia, you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved. Once Hilary gives birth to the heir and secures her position, I’ll fake my death and come back for you.” He told me his twin brother had died saving him, so he had to fulfill his brother’s last wish. During the year he pretended to be his brother, James slept with Hilary ninety-nine times. After a full year, Hilary finally gave birth to the family’s heir. I truly believed James would fake his death as promised, then take our son and me away from this bloody life. However, I saw him with Hilary in his arms, teasing the tiny baby she carried. “Hilary, I’ll stay with you and our child until he’s ready to take over as the next Don.” Silently, I wiped my tears and went back to my room to pack my suitcase. My son saw me crying and ran into my arms, gently wiping away my tears with his little hands. “Ma, Aunt Hilary already had her baby. Why isn’t Papa coming home yet?” I placed my clothes into the suitcase as I told him softly, “Because he doesn’t want us anymore. But don’t be sad, sweetheart. I will build us a home.” If James wanted to raise an heir, then I would return to North Atlantis’s most powerful mafia family, take my rightful place as my father’s heir, and become the Godmother of the Mafia.