Black Christmas Killer Novels & Stories

"Waaaaaaaaaahhhh! Mother, father, Big broooo! Where are you? I'm afraid, I'm afraid, please, don't leave me..." Yman although having no strength to stand, crawled hastily towards the killer. The killer stopped in front of the cabinet, where the crying voice of Yana came from. He lifted his hand that was holding the sword. But before he could slash it, Yman dove on his feet and bit it. The killer had a mocking face. And kicked him towards the cabinet. Yman bumped on the cabinet and almost lost consciousness. "You're a tenacious little soul...hehehehehe!"

He said and I nodded weakly. "Please." He walked closer. "There is something else." I looked at him. "What?" "The condition of the body suggests whoever did this wanted us to find him." My blood ran cold. "What do you mean?" "His body wasn't simply hidden." Hale's expression hardened. "It was left in a place investigators would eventually search." I swallowed. "So you're saying this was deliberate?" "I'm saying we don't know what the killer wanted." I looked toward the door. Suddenly, every sound outside felt louder.

He thought, ‘If you dare to block my way, you have to be prepared to get hurt. After a brief moment, all of them entered the villa and went straight to the point. After introducing Sky’s identity, Anna said, “Since Michelle Yowell is so close to you now, she must have told you about Divine Constabulary, right? So I’ll just make this quick. The man you just killed is an international assassin that we have been tracking down for ages. His alias is Black Skeleton, he’s involved in a much bigger case.” With that, she took out a pile of photos, all of them had Black Skeleton in them.

Ten years ago , he saw her last time , after that she dissappeared from his life like there was no Hazel Blackwell ,ever existed. Hazel Blackwell was a little girl ,whom he was aware of ; the angelic girl who knows nothing about how to be ruthless , she was innocent like a lamb . But, he was proved wrong , she was more ruthless than him , she was not exactly pure as the driven snow. She was a killer , who murdered his mother , but that was not the full story, this girl even killed her own blood , her own mother. After, that she ran away , from his life , making his life miserable and pathetic. He became a cold and aloof Mafia , who now cared for nothing , to him emotions are useless .

an older woman with heavy makeup said. The bald man is popularly known as Wick and he’s a famous contracted killer. He fled the city many years ago after setting Black’s house on fire to wipe him out with his family but fortunately or unfortunately, he survived. When he learned he had messed with the wrong person, he was ordered to disappear for a while by his client but little do they know that Black William never forgets his enemies! He arrived yesterday and he already had information on him. Right outside the door is Black standing with his men ready to barge inside and demand answers from this man. Who gave him the contract to get rid of his family and why?!

"What is this betrayal, Xavier?" “I guess I’m the lost one.” Everett murmured underneath his breathe. "You killed my parents. And then you made me work for you??" Xavier uttered, flames coming out of his body. Blackwood laughed, "All I did, was clean up an infested dump." He shrugged. "Dump? THOSE WERE PEOPLE!!" Xavier growled. "Oh, my bad. They didn't look like people to me." He laughed out, maniacally. This man, is psychopath.

’ Killian grinned and gave him a theatrical bow, we need to leave now so we can enjoy the show. Kalvin heard the heavy metal doors clunk close and the deadlocks activating and finally he noticed the line of flames that ran around the whole room and slowly began to advance toward him, igniting everything in their path. His heart rate picked up and began to thud so loudly in his ears he thought it would surely burst through his chest but that would have been an easy way to die. The flames licked closer, he could feel their heat as fire engulfed the walls and machinery, vials of fluid popped as the intense heat incinerated them. Accelerants had been placed strategically to cause maximum damage

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

I will soon leave this apartment too. “It's no longer a joke what's happening to us, it's like there's a curse? Five of our classmates have died in just two and a half months. I don’t know if I’m going to believe Clark that there is a killer or it’s just a coincidence that someone from our class is dying,” he uttered. I sighed. “It is just a coincidence, Ace. And one thing, who might be the killer? Who has the intention to kill?” “You," he answered quickly

The royal guards broke formation as the flagstones began to tilt toward the chasm. ​Through the steam and falling stone the masked killer raised his axe one final time. His eyes burned with amethyst fire behind his visor. He aimed the weapon not at Elara’s head but at the bond line that still pulsed between her chest and the dying Blackwood Alpha. ​"Let us see how the pack survives the deletion," the killer hissed. ​The axe came down fast, the violet blade cutting through the air toward the thread of her soul, just as Damon, his black flank exposed to Kaelen’s strike, threw his head back and began a transition. His midnight fur began to ignite with the same gold as her own.