Killer X Outer Novels & Stories

A familiar voice made Chloe gasp, her eyes going wide when she saw Omar at top of the stairs. "Yeah." Katie replied breathlessly, brown eyes glancing around nervously. "Are you sure it's safe for us to run?" "As safe as it's ever going to be." Omar replied. "Just head south until you find the dirt track. You just need to make it to the cabin. I will come find you when the coast is clear." Katie gave a firm nod only to surprise Chloe when she launched at the male, their lips crashing together in a desperate and emotional kiss.

That is too young to kill a man, that is too young to be a devil. I felt confused. I did not like being confused, confusion is weak. I am not weak, i am strong and i am the Red Reaper. When he kissed me, I did not stop him. That is the worst part. I kissed him back, i let my guard down. I let the pity for the boy make me forget the man. The man is a killer. The man is my target, the man is the leader of the Lombardi clan. I cannot forget that. I walked to the window. It was dark outside, i could still see the city lights. I felt far away from everything that was real.

He rose, circling the desk. Kieran leaned against the doorframe, breathing heavily, his gaze wild. “No time for pleasantries, Alpha. It’s happening again.” “What is? Spill it,” Damien demanded, reaching for the hunting knife habitually sheathed at his belt. “The killings,” Kieran choked out, pushing off the frame. He crossed the room in a few strides, his eyes locking onto Damien’s. “Across the border territories. Three packs hit in two nights. Brutal. No survivors left to talk.”

Hunter handed his phone to Xander with a video playing on it. Xander watched in silence as his eyes narrowed. The others could hear the voices in the video faintly. Emma walked over to her husband so she could peek into the phone but Xander turned away, not letting her see because the guy in the video was in a very bad condition. She could only hear. Xander raised his eyes as he stared at Silvia with a suspicious gaze while increasing the volume. "It was S...Silvia ma'am; the witch who ordered us to kill Alpha Rasmus. She said she would send Alpha Rasmus to our place so we could kill him but he was too strong for us."

Sunny was determined to see his face today. Finding himself at the loss now the killer gathered all his remaining energy and pushed Sunny back. Sunny fell off him. The killer stood up, corrected his mask on his face and started running towards the opposite road. Inspector Kenneth couldn’t let him go this time so he and his subordinates who reached there in time after Kenneth’s call for backup, opened fire. The killer dogged every bullet and kept running.

It was no longer the fucking bastard who killed my friend and tried to drain me—what stared at me was a wild beast, consumed by bloodlust. My inner force hummed within me. I dropped the dagger. Then I corrected my stance, lowering my knees and raising my guard as Charon lurched himself at me. I watched him calmly, noticing how his unbalanced feet stomped forward and how his claws extended to slice me. A cold smirk twisted my lips. He was too slow.

She knew that Alpha Killan wanted him locked up so that he could take care of her in case she passed out. Once that was done, she asked Alpha Killan to stay with him, and when he went to take a bath, she called that sniper and sent him the map of the pack. Because she had highlighted where the cells were located, it didn't take long before the sniper located them, pulled them closer with his lenses, and killed Beta Harris just like she wanted. Eleven shots, right into his chest.

He cleared his throat and muttered, “Sorry about that. That wasn’t the right thing to say.” “No sh*t.” Kelissa hissed with no remorse. After another moment, she said, “Not all is lost. I can still win.” Lord Kylton was about to ask how but chose to remain silent when his wife gave a slight shake of her head. Lady Kylton cleared her throat and asked gently, “What do you want us to do now, Kelly?” Without hesitation, Kelissa said in a low voice, “We have to kill her. It’s the only way to make Xandar available again. It’s the only way I can mark him after he marks me.”

He delivered three rapid, devastating strikes—one to the solar plexus, one to the throat, and a sweeping kick to the back of Kaelen’s knees. Kaelen collapsed into the dirt, entirely breathless, choking on his own spit and blood. He tried to push himself up, his arms trembling violently, but his body refused to obey. He looked up at Xander, waiting for the killing blow. He waited for Xander to shift, to bare his fangs, to tear his throat out and howl his dominance to the rising sun, as any Alpha in the old days would have done. He waited for the mockery, the arrogant gloating of the conqueror.

XX “Wolfsbane. They shot him with wolfsbane!” Shane’s rage thickens to guilt. His hands are around an unconscious and naked Neo as chaos in the name of Xandar’s betas flock around us. I’ve killed two betas with my bare hands since Neo fell unconscious and Xandar escaped. Right now, I’m staring at twenty and more betas ready to shift into their wolves and try to kill us. “I can handle them. Take Neo and leave, Shane”