Badut Killer Novels & Stories

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

“Killer’s hard to figure out. But you know as well as the rest of us...he’s been watching you like a hawk. I don’t know his backstory, but I know he fucking hates women. Still... he’s interested in you. Don’t ask me why. Hell, don’t ask him why... he probably doesn’t even understand what’s happening to himself.” Wilhelm laughs and nods in agreement. “Beware of the madman,” he jokes. I smack his arm and lean back into the smooth leather, focusing on the next episode of Mindhunter. x-x-x-x-x • Killer • I’ve been pissed off all week, and I keep denying the reason. It’s not because that girl is gone. No way it’s her fault. I’m pissed that those pussy-ass Road Riders had the balls to shoot at my

I didn't think I'd ever cared this much about my life, but getting brutally murdered in a psychopath's home that I may have or may have not willingly walked into wasn't exactly a prideful way to die. Bam! A wack came to the top of the table, and I swallowed my heart and everything else that functioned inside of me. I could see his legs from the little space where I was crouched. He was so close to me. That was how I knew it was his fist he slammed against the table so hard. "This is…not happening!" His voice rang through the walls of the quiet room. "No, not again! This is not happening again!" Another hit followed, and the table shook like it was going to crumble.

"Read it yourself." "Let me see," I snatched the phone away and held my breath as I read the email in my mind. ~ Blake Ashley Crawford born December 1st 1990. Mother, Cecil Rebecca Maxwell-Crawford, died giving birth to Blake. Father, Bode Alexander Crawford owner of Crawford's Sugar Mills, multi-billionaire and majority shareholder for TKO Engines Ltd. ~ I directed my attention to Paxton. "You're telling me this prick is Bode Crawford's son?"

Even the K9 team was not able to track the murder down, so how did S, no, Nicole find the killer? Nicole's expression did not change as she looked at Claus. She had not expected him to know quite a number of the cases she had handled, so she went straight to the point. "The killer was a veterinarian specializing in husbandry animals. The K9 units had already located his place, but they dared not enter the premise. I just made a cross-section of the location the K9 units had searched and found the killer soon enough." Claus asked a few more cases, and seeing Nicole could answer all of them so smoothly, he now believed her. Given how she knew the details of the case, Nicole was, without a doub

"Page 18, word 15." I turned over to page 18 and mentally counted the number in my head. There were five heads all crowded together to get a glance at the last word. The last term and the clue would be solved, we would know who the murderer is, the drug dealer, the one who may or may not have burned my father, the one who created havoc in our lives. "Butler." I breathed out. Everyone took a step back, eyebrows furrowing. "The killer is a am butler?" Liam asked confusedly. "That doesn't make any sense."

“Ella, I know you hate me. That’s fine. I have plenty of time to make it up to you. I’ve already had your mother buried in the most luxurious cemetery in New Yorke—” “Andrew.” I stopped him. “Do you think that murderers mourning their victims are touching?” Andrew’s hand shook violently. The documents slipped from his grip and scattered across the floor.

When one of them noticed that it was Zatima and Niko, they let them passed and two killers were with them. Niko acted well, the two fighters were also talking at his back. "He is Niko Darklin, Arial Killer ranked 5," one of them said. Zatima kept silent while they all listen. "I'm glad master had finally caught him, I heard he recieved a death order tonight," another killer said. Zatima let out a cough sign. The two might have noticed that sge was listening to their gossiping so they had to shut their mouth. As soon as they walked in the elevator. Niko removed his tie and knocked out the two killers who were with them.

𝗞𝗔𝗟𝗜 -- 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗥! Kiran Upadhyay The vicious killer has a name now. The night of 23rd July, that was yesterday, the three CBI investigators managed to track down the serial killer who's been active in Mumbai city for a month now. The CBI officers had almost found him- her but the serial killer killed the two of them, the third investigator managed to survive and now is in really critical shape. The police haven't given a word about his condition but they have revealed the information about the dangerous killer, she called herself Kali. It looks by the name that the serial killer is a woman but except that there isn't any information about the Kali. There is still

These men that moved to start their own chapter in Kanla are the most sort out killers in the fucking world. Killer alone has eight thousand confirmed kills. Spade is the best in close combat, while Knight is our long-distance shooter, he can make pretty damn any shot. Zero is our all-round man, and best tracker we've got, he aces every fucking aspect of a perfect killer. Too bad the fucker wants to waste it mooning over Beggar leaving him and not finding her. It'll make my job much simpler if Zero got off his fuckin' ass and helped but Prez's orders were to leave the brother alone.