Anwe The Killer Novels & Stories

Detective Harry Macmillan was in an office at Scotland Yard, who had taken an oath herself, to find the murderer of Willemina Winchester; she was analyzing some papers, they were the notes on how the body had been found, with a couple of holes in the neck, some of the funeral service agents and others said with fear; "It must be a vampire", "or some demonic being", those were the rumors that ran through the streets of the city, in the other bodies that had been found the marks were the same, he had his fountain pen between his lips and his nose, he thoughtfully read each one of those notes.

She asked Tina to go with her but she rejected claiming that she would be revising for her exams that would be in place in one week. "The village girl doesn't want to throw herself out!" Anne left that evening. Tina always remembered that day when Anne wore her favourite dress. Her American height completed her beauty. Tina revised her notes till late at night but Anne was still not yet back. The following morning Anne hadn't came back. Tina prepared herself so she could leave for college. She carried her black handbag with her. Along the street she came across a group of more than fifty people surrounding something. Out of curiosity she went close. There she couldn't hide her tears, she scr

When he heard death wolf's voice in his mind, Sh..e killed my Sera...she is evil. But how can she? She is just a child. Thaneos tried to justify, the litte child was his and Alexandria's daughter after all. When death wolf roars in his mind. No! She is your mates murderer! My Serena's killer! This is not a child...but a reincarnation of evil.. Kill her! Kill her! The death wolf starts crashing and pushing into Than 's barriers. And Than clenched his fists to hold the steel rod of the cot tightly. Closing his eyes. The fire burning inside him...the urge to see the child dead burning.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

He glanced at it. One message. Target located. The message disappeared seconds later. Kane stared at the blank screen. Enzo. He had known the man long enough to understand what that message meant. They had found him. Kane exhaled slowly. If there was anyone he trusted to handle something quietly, it was Enzo. No unnecessary noise. No questions that didn't need answers. Kane set the phone down. He walked to the counter and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took one sip.

"This is the first wave. It gets worse if we slip. But I am not ending this. Not after Chicago. Not with what we know now." Kade gripped my shoulder. "Good. Because I need you in this fight. We hit back at the syndicate soon. Use the USB. Expose your old man careful." "Yeah," I said. "But first survive the rumors. Team meeting tomorrow. Act normal there too." He smirked. "Normal is overrated. See you later at yours. Back door." I watched him walk off down the hall. My phone would not stop buzzing. Rumors spreading like wildfire already. Captain and the killer. Close. Too close.

His necklace swayed with his hurried footsteps, and the jewel glinted under the light. My eyes started to tear up. My father collapsed onto the floor when he saw my dead body. His hands were trembling as he touched my face, and he did not dare look at my body. Captain George said, “Mr. Reid, I’m sorry for your loss. It’s crucial for you to cooperate with us now to find your son’s murderer. We’ve discovered that there were some issues between Jimmy and him recently. May I know if you have anything for us to follow as leads?”

"At least we’ll be the first to know when Roman starts killing us." Nathaniel sighed. "You're being cynical, Aunty.” “Am I now? You don’t think that’s warranted, nephew?” “I’m certain that uncle has a plan." "Bane has an obsession, Nathaniel. There’s a difference." “His…..obsession,” Nathaniel said carefully, “Is not what killed that man at the warehouse” “Don’t kid yourself, Nathaniel” He sighed and leaned on the wall next to me. “Uncle Bane cares deeply for Amaya”

I scoffed briefly seeing I had crushed his ego. "So now when I opened your phone, I slid through and surfed. I finally found some conversations you had with Rhett here and Ace. I saw how you guys laughed about fooling Brad and found out your plan to kill him In three days time when you embark on your attack on Adrian. I also found out that you have been the one who had been orchestrating the killings of our pack members and then claimed it was Adrian. It is so disgusting how you would stoop so low just so you could prove your point that you are the greatest. You also inscribed DM on of the corpses just so you could make it more believable." I said. Everyone's countenance rose in shock.

She was still naive in those younger days, clueless about the things that had happened. “Miss Miller, it was not an accident. Someone planned it.” Anne stared at Kendra, an apparent anger filling her voice. “What?!” Kendra asked shockingly. Did someone kill her mom on purpose? Did someone plot an evil plan for her mother? “It’s true. For these years, I have been suspecting Marga. So it must be her.” Anne said without a blink. “Are you sure? I was there, too.” Kendra quickly said. She remembered clearly what happened that day. How could that be planned?