Bts Killer Novels & Stories

What had they said at the time? “She already made a deal with Mark. She will kill you in exchange of five million dollars and hand the Lorenzo family over to the Rossi family. However, she was too stupid and messed it up. She even killed a bystander. Andrew, the woman you love tried to take your life for five million.” Those words haunted Andrew for the next three years. He believed it was a betrayal, an attempted murder, and a cold, calculated plan to send him to his death for money. Whenever he thought of me, he did not remember the hardships we shared.

He asked and I watched as people still tried to get out of the building, some stopping to watch the scene in front of them. "Why did you kill Santos?" I questioned nonchalantly, watching as his eyes widened. "It was an accid-" I grabbed my gun, wasting no time in shooting his brother who was standing there, in the chest. "It was just a acc-" He tried lying again and I aimed the gun at his sister, pulling the trigger. As he opened his mouth to speak again, I aimed it at his son and his eyes widened. "Fine! Fine!" He yelled, placing his hands up in defeat and I looked at him emotionlessly, waiting for him to speak.

I don’t look over my shoulder and just keep looking at the dessert, knowing somehow he wouldn’t want me to see him like this. After a couple of harsh breaths, Killer continues with a cold voice, probably trying to detach himself from the memories as much as possible. “Ten fucking man for just one woman who couldn’t even defend herself. My mom was a small woman, same height as you. She made up for it with her character but that obviously wouldn’t work on them. They tortured her for hours, raped her and dismembered her body. In our own fucking house, leaving her body parts scattered around the house like a scavenger-hunt for my dad to find. I never left my room and they somehow never looked fo

He had stepped on a land mine he knew but what it had been was far from his knowledge and gulping a load of his saliva, he looked away. “Mr. Dean, I am sure you have heard about the quote, curiosity killed the cat?” Alastor alleged eyeing the man with his freezing blue eyes, “Working in this particular facility you must be aware that it has gotten more people killed than just a puny animal. You wouldn’t want to be one of them, do you?” To threaten a police officer in their own station and yet have them cower in their presence was the kind of man that Alastor Tynen was.

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

“T-Tania wasn't the one who ordered the hit on us that day.” “No, momma, I saw her, I saw the tattoo on her hand from that, she hates you so much" “no, it was Bola, Bola was the one who ordered that day, Bola Hampson Dante. And that's not all, she killed Tania too" Aramide said as she locked eyes with her daughter.

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.

Ever since I was little, I knew my mom didn't want me. My dad, though, kept telling me that she loved me, but some complicated stuff was keeping her away. He said that once I grew up, I needed to find her and claim my place in her life. I always figured he was just making things up so I wouldn't grow up resentful of the motherly love I never had. Then the debt piled up. Dad was scrolling through TikTok, looking for any way to drum up sympathy online, when he suddenly let out a wild yell. "Scrappy! Look, it’s your mom! Pack your stuff, we’re going to find her!" I stared at the screen. The woman in the video was stunning, effortlessly poised, and dripping in old-money elegance. A cold pi

"One day, it could be you in the crosshairs. Not because of who you are. Because of who I am." She turned. The morning light cut him in two—half the man who'd buried his face in her shoulder last night, half the expressionless killer at the end of the hall. "What? One day you'll shoot me?" The color drained from his face. "I'd sooner put a bullet in my own head." His voice had dropped to something almost inaudible. He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't need to. Her tears fell. She didn't wipe them. She let him see.

“You are starting a war if you do this, if you get identified then it is over for you. Not only the Triads in Taiwan will come after you, it will be all around the world. You are starting a war you can't fight.” “Let it start first.” The killer replied and pulled the trigger, Zhang fell dead on the bed with blood dripping out of his forehead. The killer slowly brought out the flowers, Black roses, Bird’s foot trefoil and Baby’s breath, the killer placed it next to the body and took a picture of the body before walking out the door. ********* THE NEXT MORNING “I’m sorry.” Blakeley apologised again to her children as they had breakfast and they ignored her, she sighed and ran her hands through