Black Christmas Killer Novels & Stories

Whoever interferes with me, I will kill him and we will both go to hell. ***

With my eyes still closed, I suddenly heard some faint footsteps replacing the heavy silence of the room. With every second, the footsteps grew louder and louder. Someone was here. My heart started pounding in a flash, who could be here? I gulped the saliva that collected in my mouth and slowly opened my eyes. As I opened my eyes, I saw a man covered in a black mask, wearing a black jacket, a pair of black pants and black boots. The light from the light bulb fell on him, illuminating him and he had a gun pointed to my face with his finger close to the trigger.

I recognize some of them because they often appear on the news and I don’t like them, but duty is duty. I spot the Black Tiger in a corner, disguised as one of Kimberley’s men. We simply nod to each other and continue with our job. Jennie places her arm around mine and whispers, “I see him.” I turn around and see Oscar Kimberley talking to some of his guests. He looks younger than the pictures and his charming smile makes him look like an angel when he’s in fact the devil in person. “Diamond to Will,” I whisper in the microphone. “Target in sight.”

Power isn’t inherited. It’s stolen. And tonight, Jacob would steal it with his bare hands. The house was quieter now. Not peaceful, never that. But quieter. Like it was holding its breath. Even the staff spoke in hushed tones, watching Jacob with sidelong glances. It wasn’t fear they looked at him with. It was recognition. Like they’d finally realized he wasn’t a victim or a pawn. He was something else. Something sharper. Jacob was dressed in black. Not to hide. But to be seen, to stand out in a house full of ghosts.

But he was soft, he thought he could meet up with the Fiends secretly and negotiate with them but those bastards killed him. Their leader is Kaden Blackwood, the most heartless person on earth. He is the same age as Austin but he leads the clan with an iron hand, some rumors say he drinks human blood but I know it's just an exaggeration. Because rumors say I kill with my bare hands too, I had made it my life's purpose to avenge my brother and I killed Kaden's second in command in retaliation, but that isn't enough. I want them dead, including Kaden. But I have never seen the bastard. Another rumor says whenever he shows up it means there will be a lot of deaths, so he only shows his face if

The killer who came and went like a ghost. But those days felt faraway now. Like they belonged to someone else. The woods opened into an opening, and I thrust my arm out, stopping Sienna and Zeke from stepping into view. The scene before us was one of horror. Bodies lay spread across the ground Syndicate killers, their black cloaks stark against the pale forest floor. Some were burned beyond recognition. Others torn apart by claws and teeth.

she cried, and I was in shock. "How did you find out about her?" she asked me, looking lovingly at Karen. "McCain's pack tried to kill her in retaliation for killing his mate," I told my mother, and she was angry. "That coward! In his case, the Hunters were simply doing their job. He was in league with vampires and some werewolves doing some shady things. They came for him, and he hid, thinking they would leave if they did not see him. Unfortunately for him, Giles meant business and cleared all the wolves that were present." My mother explained, and I realised her resentment towards the McCains and why she said I wasn't allowed to hook up with anyone from there.

Briefly, sadness crossed his features before I saw something akin to fury in his eyes. "What about it?" I murmured. "I don't think the hunters are involved," he said. "Then who?" My frown deepened as I recalled the mark on her body. "Someone associated with black magic," Alpha Callum said. "How do you know that? Alex confirmed it was the hunters involved," I replied.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

I looked toward the exit wings, but the guards were standing there, blocking any escape. “We have five thousand five hundred in the back!” the MC called out, raising his gavel. “Going once for number forty-six! Going twice—” “Twenty thousand dollars.” The deep, cold, and familiar voice cut through the roaring auditorium. The entire venue went dead silent, the laughter died, the shouting stopped. My breath trapped entirely in my throat, my eyes widening behind the mask as a terrifying jolt shot through my body. Killian Blackwood stepped out of the shadows of the front row. He wasn't wearing a mask. His handsome face was completely bare under the stage glow, his eyes fixed entirely on me. He l