Aoba Dramatical Murders Novels & Stories

I can't bear to think of the ugliness that befell the latter. From July to August, one lady in every month was killed. And this is the second victim today, and today is August 26. Two months have passed since Metro Manila was once again shocked by the incident of serial killings and hacking of female victims. I directly headed to the first officer I saw. Mikey Salvador who was assigned for this investigation. I met his eyes and nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then continued towards the room. I see Paulo Vergara, the VCB secretary. Busy writing a note in his spiral. And also the pathologist, I don't know him. But I know that he is a pathologist.

##Blood pact syndicate The mobsters were all cowering in fear as they stood around. Seventeen men were already on the floor, dead. In the middle, Athan stood, he was furious, pacing around angrily. His gun, rigid in his hands. “How could all of you let that girl thing escape! A female!” he thundered. His voice placing and intense fear on the mobsters as they flinched, except Narla. She stood the closest to Athan. Holding her bleeding arm. She was the first to receive a bullet but luckily for her, he shot her on her arm.

Abiola's POV 8 months later "Ahh!" My step mom shouted, clutching her large stomach. She bent over using the couch as support. Right now, I had gone home for my weekend visits. I had promised my mom I would only be coming on weekends to spend time with her. A lot had happened in the past eight months. Konyii and Ayo finally got married after so much drama from her dad, her mom threatened to leave with all her kids and Konyii would still get married and there's nothing he would do about it. He hesitantly agreed. Gun long forgotten.

One of them wouldn't have made me His Obsession and the other wouldn't have wanted to own me, come what may. Maybe I would have been alive, living as happy as my family made me. Why did I die? It's because I couldn't leave without one of them, but the one I want, didn't really want me as much and it killed me, it took away my very soul. I will stop scaring you now so that you will be patient enough to read this story, my story. So please, stay around because I will want you to tell me in the end if I was wrong or right.

I must. Arya did not argue with Rishabh. He was confident of Rishabh’s intelligence; If he felt that the person who murdered Esha was someone among the ones present in the house – it could be relied upon. Rishabh’s loud voice was laced with irritation, as if a fire inside was fanned by the wind. ‘Doesn’t it bother you at all?’ Arya sprang up to his feet.

“Now don’t scream, girl! Or else, you might find your life of leniency here inside the ob-lo quickly turn into something very, very grim and dark!” Ninang unbuttoned and pulled down her orange uniform and placed her cunt in front of Nina’s face as she knelt on the floor. Then the woman started pissing on Nina’s soft, plump cheeks. “Drink my pee, girl! Now, now, don’t scream!” Nina was shocked. It seemed as if all the terrible horror stories she heard about the ob-lo suddenly returned to her memories reeking vengeance and, yes, urine. But this was only the beginning.

“And no one try to hide, we’ll sniff you out.” We were caught up in the sudden surge of hundreds of bodies rushing to do what they were told. Corrine and I clung to each other as we were swept to the back of the bar, my heart racing with fear and my brain unsure if this was actually happening. I couldn’t afford a fine, I could just about cover rent and food and there was never any overtime. I’d have to sell something, maybe an organ. “It will be fine.” Corrine’s shaky voice pulled me from thoughts of livers and kidneys. “We’ll be fined and sent home. It will all be fine.”

The experience of being kept in the dark was something I found deeply unpleasant. Hours Later Valerie unearthed an ancient security video that appeared both grainy and distorted yet remained sufficiently clear. The corner timestamp displayed a date ten days prior to the janitor’s murder. Sophia stepped out of the club and appeared on the screen yet she had company. Sophia’s mother was with her.

Ruth replied and shook her head negatively. “You!! eat this”. Rita said as she dropped a pieces of rib in Ruth's plate,she smiled faintly her before shoving hers into her mouth. “Gosh”. Ruth muttered to herself and picked out the pices of ribs. “Ruth what have I done to deserve this!. I have always treated you as my little twin sister,but you despise me so much!!”. Rita yelled,a false tears welled up her eyes. “Dad what did I do to deserve this?!”. She asked mr.logan who shot Ruth a cold gaze.

I started to feel nauseous and dizzy but held back because I had to be strong and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of catching me. “Kim, open the door!” He roared like an animal without conscience. “Go to hell! I screamed from the depths of my soul.” Paola was crying on the ground in exactly the same place where I had thrown her, her neck was full of bruises and she could clearly appreciate the shape of the fingers that had hanged her. I knelt beside her and cradled her face in her hands. “Paola you have to calm down, let's get out of this together, okay?”