Killing: A Fictional Narrative

“I’ve lived here a little over ten years. I lived on a small farm on the outskirts of Camelot until I was nine years old. I lived there with my parents and my sister. That is, until King Urien’s men raided our village and killed my family. All three of them,” he said, his voice catching ever so slightly before continuing. “Owen, another farmer and family friend was a widower. He took me in and has been a father to me ever since. He had no children so it was just the two of us. Much of my time was taken up by farming chores, but Owen knew I dreamed of being a knight and made sure I continued on with my sword lessons. He’s a good man.”

“I’ve never seen such passionate eyes before,” Rose offered Pearl a gentle smile, then proceeded to extend her arm out and interlaced her fingers with Pearl’s own bony

“y/n please that can't be the only thing you feel i know you love me.” peter stopped and stepped forward. I took a step back but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him and kissed me.

She was walking to her locker to put her books away, until she felt two hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his body. She knew who it was; Chris, of course. He spun her around, and surprisingly, pecked her on the lips.

"Excellent work, Lumenes," the sergeant said to her. "You just made your first kill. You took your first step of riding the world of this wasteful

Joan chuckled and shook her head. “No, not at all. Many men find my reading and interest in healing strange.”

“It happened the year before last,” he said, staring out the window. “Morgane had just announced she planned to claim the throne of Camelot for herself. Her Saxon supporters lay in wait everywhere: the Wild Wood, by the Lake, caves, anywhere they might get their hands on Camelot’s citizens. But the true prize for them was capturing knight and torturing them.”

“Are you well?” asked Ulrich. “You don’t look it. I can call for the guard…”

With a shameful look on his face, a young knight with blue locks entered the room. “I- I understand, Lord Kragen. I shall not fail you.” he said in a low voice.

My boss was right sunday was the perfect day for murder, this weekend was very odd for me, and it all started when my boss Bob and I were conversating about a problem i was having with a few people number one on that list Makayla H. She was quite the troublemaker in my life from stalking to sending me weird gifts. Person number two Michael E. now this guy he personally killed my best friend in front of me so yea i want him dead. Person number three Garrett W. this guy stalked my brother for three weeks, suddenly my brother went missing and no one knew where Garrett was either. Person number four well that is Colby A. this guy he is the worst of them all he is the reason i have a fake leg he tried to shoot me while i was running for team USA in the olympics. My partner in crime was number five i wanted him to see what happen to the others before i killed him cause his death is the worst and he was the worst he gave my dog a poisonous kibble. Number five was Zackery B.

“I didn't want to make you sadder.” She slid off her chair, climbed into his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Forget it. His body took over and he pulled Fleur right up against him. First, he rested his hands on the small of her back, then slid his palms to her firm bottom. Their tongues tangled as they kissed frantically.

“Quick run”I screamed over to Justin as I headed for the curb next to the thick wooded area. I sprinted as fast as I could, making long steps with my legs. “Go,go,go” he yelled back to me as the green truck pulled out of the driveway obviously going over the speed limit.So close I thought as I sprinted closer and closer, but it was too late.

It was a bombing at a food court, an explosive was used at the back entrance allowing it to be blow off. She enters fully armoured unable to be stopped by the guards--if there were any--and before Thor could say "Mjolnir" [Name] Stark or more commonly known as [Name] [Last Name] was knocked out cold. This news hit the media like moths finding a light. Reports say: 0 killed; 0 injured; 1 missing. When Tony Stark found out, it hit him hard, he downed alcohol like he was survival dependent on it. That's until the Avenger straightens him out and gave him a pep talk on how can't found his daughter if he's a drunken mess.

His worried face broke into a smile, “That I can give you.” he said, miss taking her answer. He brought his face close to hers and started kissing her softly,