The Story Behind The Killer Contract Agency

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I’ve never told anyone the story before behind The Killer Contract Agency, and I should since it’s a story many people can relate to. I was bullied a lot in middle school and high school. They were awful to me making fun of my height, and gossiping about me behind my back. I hated it, and it made me so angry I wrote a story about me getting revenge on them. They made me that angry…I spent a ton of time writing it, and I had it with me during my yearbook class. A girl in school read it, and turned it in to the teacher. The teacher turned it into the counselor, and then I was called in the office. They had the vice principle, school psychologist, and even the cop too. They asked me about it, and I told them it was a work of fiction, and that I really don’t plan on hurting them at all. At the time I don’t even know where the bullies live much less would go out of my to do that. They told me why couldn’t I write about happier subjects. It was stupid too, and I wound up revising it some.
I made it to first person, and changed the story so it wouldn’t seem like she was a cold blooded killer. I added romance and some more stuff to make it work and then it was better then it was before more updated too. They also called my mom, and she told them that she was the one who told me to write it in the first place. I’m happy it’s over, and I look back on it and laugh. I see the same teacher and a part of me wishes to tell her about it, but then I don’t because it’s when I’m at work. A part of me will though, and high school was horrible for me. I know I’m not the only one who was bullied. It’s horrible and unfortunately it doesn’t stop after high school. The best way to deal with it is take the high road and ignore it, or you can find an insult horrible enough to make them leave you alone. I tried apologizing to a bully just to stop the drama and bullshit she was causing her reply, “Don’t waste your breath it’s not worth it.” Too bad I can’t make work bullies go away easily since I’ve been having issues with that I tried standing up for myself and unfortunately me getting frustrated leads to me crying since I can’t go off on them…It’s one reason why I can’t wait to stop working retail since it has more drama behind the scenes then a barrel of monkeys. I’ll show you what I mean in the book Tales from Behind the Counter.

Here is the description of it:

Salina Sinclaire is a Malian hunter, and after she is nearly burned alive by one she is contacted by The Killer Contract Agency. Wielding the powers of The Bracelet, and with her mentor Carter by her side she exacts her revenge by taking out the Malians responsible for her near death.
After dispatching a Malian something big is happening with the Agency, and Operatives are dying. Will she solve it before it’s too late? Or will she fail and the Agency as she knows it is destroyed?

An excerpt:
We left, and I headed to the records office to get the file of the bully that stole my ex-boyfriend, and tried to kill me; the one who tricks and kills humans for pleasure. Everything I’ve been doing lately led to this moment. Since her lackey was dead, it was time to stop her once and for all. Once she’s dead, my past can finally be laid to rest. But in my heart, I knew that I wasn’t just doing this for me. By killing her, I would be saving many human lives.
I hurried to the Records Room on the first floor with Carter by my side. I opened the door to the room, and Zack was sitting behind his desk.
“I need Laurice Wingfield’s file,” I said. Once it was finally in my hands, a thrill of excitement ran through my body. The manila folder was like the Holy Grail of missions. I was finally going to quench my thirst for revenge on her. And after this, I will be free of my contract. Then, I can go on with my life. I’m definitely taking a long vacation with Carter after this and will get plenty of much needed rest.
“Let’s go to my room, and we can plan the kill there,” I said to Carter. “This is the moment that I’ve been waiting for.”
“Your wish is my command,” Carter said as one corner of his lips curled into a smile. “This is your kill after all, and it will allow you to move on with your past. Not to mention, you’ll be saving the lives of many humans.” Then he placed his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. “This isn’t just about revenge; it’s about saving people, too.”
I nodded, understanding. No matter what she did to me, the most important thing was that we were going to be saving many human lives.
We took the elevator to my room on the third floor. I sat on the bed with the file in my hand. This is it … the moment that I had been waiting for. I now get to know all her dirty little secrets. I opened it and flipped through the pages,
Name: Laurice Wingfield.
Age: 20
Type: Stormer; can control lightning, cause hurricanes and tornadoes. Volatile level: 5
Victims:
Emma Johnson, 19: Killed to alienate Salina Sinclare, but she really wanted Salina dead to prevent her from becoming an Agency operative. Laurice friended her after she found out that she was one of Salina’s good friends. Her body was found with a gunshot wound to the head. Jealousy played a big factor in her death. She didn’t want Salina to have any friends and was jealous of anyone close to her.
Roger Anderson, 18: Laurice used him to make Salina jealous with him, toying with his emotions. He was Salina’s ex-boyfriend, and Laurice slept with him in an effort to make Salina kill herself. Roger was a toy to Laurice. She used and abused him to get what she wanted.
The list of her victims went on and on until it finally came to me.

Salina Sinclaire, 18: Laurice tried to take everything away from her, like her boyfriend and best friend out of jealousy. But it failed, since she is still alive. Laurice placed mud in her locker, and tried to burn her alive in order to get rid of the last of the Sinclaire line.
After I told Carter what was in her file, he smiled. “You deserve your revenge on her since she killed the people that you care about. What is her address?” he asked as he looked over my shoulder and I told him. “That’s near where my ex-wife used to live.”
“You know where this is?” I asked. It was an address in Luxor. Carter nodded. “Let’s go take her out. I’ll drive.”
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Why Revenge?

Another thought occurred to me why write about revenge? It is a touchy subject to some people. One thing is for sure some people out there have all been wronged one way or another. People deal with ways over being wronged in different ways for instance I write about it. Some people have the gift of letting it go, and getting over it quickly. Some people don’t though. 

There are people that don’t think about how to get back at them and make them pay, but I do. It is not a good thing though to do that because some say it is giving them power over you.

The reason why people do not get revenge is simply because of fear that they will get sent to jail or worse. There are ways around it though if you think about it hard enough. If you write about it without using their names or appearances you can definitely get away with it. Some people do deserve to get their revenge. Bully victims should be able to get back at their aggressors because if they did less people would be bullied.


I love to write about revenge because there are many people out there that deserved to get it served to them. I write for the victims of bullying, and I write it because I am one of the writers crazy enough to go there. I love getting back at people.

I do not do it in real life because it is not worth it. Those people are not worth paying attention to either. I have it stay in the story world, and I love making stories where people get what they deserve because I see too many people in real life getting away with it.

I write about it to get back at those people who do mean things, and people who do crimes and get away with it.  My character loves getting back at people especially the mean high school girls who bully people to death to the point where the victims kill themselves. I have the most fun with revenge stories, and I will hopefully have a collection dedicated to revenge out soon. 

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The Killer Contract Agency

http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=thewridre-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B005HVZ8KO&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifrThe Killer Contract Agency, hires bully victims to eliminate and kill their tormentors. The Agency has invented a machine to predict how they grow up, and the bullies are members of the Malian race.

Salina was bullied to the point where she was almost killed, and the Agency finds her, and hires her to take them out one by one.

This is a short story, and it will be a part of The Killer Contract Agency series.

Here is Chapter 1 of the second book:
Die Bullies! Die!
By: Jessica Samuels

                              Chapter 1
People say that words have no power, and that they cannot hurt you. They lie. Words can cut you up, and sometimes make you wish you were dead. They have the power to hurt you to the point where it feels like a kick. It feels like a part of you died the moment you heard their cruel, unkind, vicious words. Words have the power to embarrass you to the point where people call you names everywhere you walk. It can make people talk, so bad about you that you kill yourself, or have to switch schools because their words are that bad. Bad enough to turn people against you, and make you have no friends. 

The people who do this have a name Bullies. I went through hell in elementary, middle, and high school because of them. All the things they put me through are nothing compared to the hell I can make them face. People say to let it go, but I cannot put up with people like them because they deserve to die! They deserve to burn in hell. Calling me names, beating me up, raping me, threatening to kill me and my family. Spreading rumors about me. It is not just me that this happened to, but they steal, kill, rape, assault, and countless of other crimes they have never been caught for until now. I am their demise, and I want my revenge!  

I washed the blood of my enemies off my hands. I dried them off, and sat on my black leather chair in Stephan’s apartment.  I thought about my life. I thought about what led me astray from the path to the light. Only one word comes to mind. Bullies the people who turned my good natured-ness into wanting vengeance I blame them. The same assholes who pushed me, so much that I had to kill them. I wrapped a soft-blue quilt around me while I held a hot cup of chocolate that Stephan made me. I took a sip of the liquid that warmed me up inside. 

Sitting by the warm roaring orange fire made me relax. I pondered about things, and I thought about how all this started. I still can’t believe Stephan Silorne accepts me despite what I did to all these people. I still don’t care that I killed them. They deserved what they got, and I feel like I did a community service by getting rid of them. As I watched them take their last breath before they died I felt nothing. I do not feel anything towards it my anger and rage died with the last asshole. I should feel something like regret or guilt, but I don’t. I am Scarlet NightShade, and this is my story of how I dealt with my bullies. I am a vampire now, and this is my story of before when I was human. I deal with demons and bad creatures, and not pathetic high school bullies that need to grow up. I am probably getting ahead of myself again. I still have issues at least that is what Stephan keeps telling me. So without further ranting here is my story, and I hope you learn that killing the way I did is not how you handle bullies. Rather then follow my path and possibly end up in jail. Ignore them because they will get theirs eventually. Suicide is not the answer either.
I hoped you like a little teaser of the book, and it will be better as I go along.
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Wolfdreamer25