Amber Hagerman Killer Novels & Stories

Haga quickly put it off with her eyes widened. "What did she say? What did that reporter say?" Ana asked hearing Aiden's name. "Turn it back on," she said and Haga turned the stereo back on. "The man whose name was given as Marcus, happened to be the driver of the late Mr Thatcher's daughter, Amanda Thatcher. The two joined hands to commit a crime against the Scott family by holding Mrs Ana Scott hostage, attacking the home of Mr Aiden Scott and killing all his house servants. Today he is now in police custody after making another attempt on Mr Aiden Scott's life," the reporter said.

The news I heard shocked me. “Around 6:40pm this evening, the police identified the culprit for the murder of Albert Connor-Mckinney and Mary Adele White. The culprit is a middle aged man: Smith Connor the uncle of the diseased agent. The sheriff: Morgan was fatally shot…he died later in the hospital…Chris the accomplice…receiving treatment at Winster county hospital… hard drugs and guns were among the things confiscated at the scene… June Hall reporting.” I knew this instant that I would never escape this, my life may be lost in the process. My fear now is not the detective with a scowl but Smith. I know he would not let me be.

"... the identity of 17 bodies are the family of known doctor of **** Dr. Carl Hamilton himself, his wife -Amy Hamilton-, his 3 daughters- Finley, Dolora and Ezra Halmiton- and 2 granddaughters - Helga and Gia Beaver, an AFD agent Ricochet Zimmerman, his wife Lucy Jameson-Zimmerman and daughter Judy Zimmerman, the former Detective Won Kenji, Former Inspector Hank Walker, Leonardo Olaso, a billionaire and a philanthropist Alexis peterson and his family Luke and Sandra Peterson, a pregnant woman identified as Lyka Hoffman and her husband Jack Hoffman..." "... the police suspected that this is a product of anger, in the previous case that the family has as a record of abuse, rape, attempted mur

It was clear that she was either going to be put into a life of imprisonment or death sentence but a third option was the one she was aiming for. She was planning her escape even as she sat there accepting her crimes. She noticed that the policewoman who had claimed to have ‘known’ her had been careless in keeping the gun within her reach without even taking out the bullets. If she wanted to she could try to grab and aim it at her head. It’s not like she was trying to get her crimes to be lessened so she didn’t fear the system that was recording her every action in the cameras. Her eyes flicked ever so slowly to her precious gift once and making sure that she had her expression pinned on the

I will make them pay for it. Amber's voice started to tremble, and tears spilled from her reddened eyes. "But the killer is still after me, and only now do I understand why she replaced Isla's name on the autopsy report with mine. "Because from the outset, I had always been her true target." My heart sank as I listened to her story. "You're saying Kaylee is the one who did it?" I asked solemnly. Amber slowly nodded. "Dr. Cantrell, you're the only one who can help me."

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

It could bring some peace to my parents-in-law in heaven. I held Rebecca’s hand tightly. We took a cab to the cemetery. When Rebecca saw her parents’ graves, she broke down and cried uncontrollably. I knelt in front of the grave and bowed deeply. “Mr. Parker, Mrs. Parker, I’m truly sorry. I spent fifteen years before I finally caught the killer. At least this time, I didn’t let him escape. “The man who killed you is Warren Lane, a butcher who sells pork. I never thought the killer I had been searching for all these years was living right across from us. I was useless.”

Ava obeyed and quickly ran to Molly’s room in the back. Then Arnold disdainfully continued the previous topic, "Hazelyn strangled her to death." "What?" I asked, "Was it revealed during interrogation?" "Yes! Hazelyn confessed it herself. She also murdered a male doctor, who was one of the participants in the murder of Helen Keller and the old lady of the Keller family. The whole idea of killing the Keller family came from this male doctor!" Arnold and I walked to the sofa together, and Jim quickly brought over two cups of water.

I moved the curtain and discovered about a dozen of those dirty vultures with their cameras and mics in hand. “A multimillionaire serial killing lawyer who was executed by the boyfriend of the girl he was obsessed with. That is huge news, son, that's another reason I have to get the mansion ready. They won't be able to disturb us there.” The TV reports had been flooded with the news about the demise of the Palm Beach Strangler. The Miami police went and raided the Mobley Mansion and discovered scores of child pornography on Harrison's computer. He was not only a rapist and a murderer, but he was a sick, sadistic paedophile and a psychopath, too.

He was pretty sure he had never met her. While Arthur didn't recognize the lady. Loraine did. "Amber Rotherham." It was now that Arthur recognized her. Amber Rotherham was Arthur's friend. Her mother worked as a maid on the Villa, while her dad was a butler, they were good people. But one day, an accident happened in the Villa that left Amber's parents dead. After that, Amber disappeared. And she blamed the Stark's for her parents' deaths. Now that she was back, and she was back for revenge.