Novel & Cerita Criminal Minds Angel Maker

As the shooter pulled the trigger I turned our bodies around as I felt a stinging pain on my back as my subconsciousness was slowly fading away. What the..!!? The chapter ended. I scrolled down towards the next chapter and it was in mafia devil's pov. I saw Angel's cold body lying on the floor with blood all around. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes as her eyes slowly flickered close. I looked up at the building and saw a man packing his things. Without any second thought I pulled my gun out and shot him right on spot. Jeez!! Your angel herself appointed that poor guy to kill you yet this psychotic bastard killed him.

Verone laughed at the sight, his laugh psychotic, scary even, enjoying the man’s anger “she was next on my list too, she still is. But I have to postpone that for now, I have other important things to redeem myself from. First, they would include your mother’s blood. I lost my mother out of her being murdered, his aunt and the people I killed or am going to, are the reason the case was closed. They got money to cover for it, and when asked, they said that she left me to go with a lover” “I saw her die with my own eyes and knew that they were lying all along. They looked me in the eye and covered for it, but I wasn’t stupid as to believe them. I knew that they were lying and I knew that I wou

"I don't stay here all the time. I travel a lot; I came to L.A. regarding a deal when I first saw you." "Oh. You're full of surprises. But why kill people?" "Hmm... No, I'm a very dangerous person, Angelina. I just like to keep the fear of my name constant in a person's mind. I am a bad person, too bad for someone like you." "Why—" I dreaded asking the question, but continued anyway, "Why don't you leave this behind?" "Leave what?" His gaze snapped to mine, and he replied curtly. "This. The mafia business, or whatever you call it. It's bad, Danzel. Killing is bad. You are not doing any good if you keep killing people, good or bad, it doesn't matter."

Just like how the angel Michael was the battle angel, destroying the demons while being good and pure. Maybe I'll call him Michael, it'll be my own secret name for him. I doubt we would meet again; just like Mabel said, he probably ended up in M&T's by accident, but I knew it'd take a while for his memory to leave my mind. If only... Nah, there's no way.

The more he walked towards me, the more I took a step back. Jason sighs, halting his step as he closes his eyes before taking a long, deep breath. When he pulled them back open, his gaze met mine, and I could see he was trying to fight off his anger, even though he was failing miserably. "You think he is going to keep you forever, uh.." he yells. "You need to come out of that delusion that he cares for you. Sin isn’t one to be messed with, and once he is done with you, he won't be hesitant to put a bullet in your skull."

Each time Pamela wronged her, Angelina killed her. The mafia Don was surprised when he heard Angel's confessions. He has never seen that murderous look in her eyes before. She didn't look like an innocent angel anymore. Instead, she looked like an Angel of death. As though she was ready to kill anyone who gets in her way. The mafia Don let her hand go and instead held her face. “ It hurts so fucking bad, uncle. It hurts.” Angelina whispered but loud enough for Xavier to hear. She closed her eyes and more tears streamed down her cheeks.

- Alair urged. - Five figures, each of them had beautiful features and golden hair, like angels in pictures, but also huge scarlet wings and fully dark blue eyes, without any pupils. There were four men and one woman, and she and one of the men appeared to be the leaders. They introduced themselves as 'Scarlet Angels' and said they came to punish me for my grave sins... Somehow they summoned the souls of my victims and made me feel their pain... So I started screaming, it was unbearable... I asked them to stop, begged for mercy... Soon after I heard a shot when the police destroyed the lock to get to the apartment... Then these creatures caused some gale and disappeared.- he told quickly, no

I yelled out spitting my venom. I’ve seen bad guys in the movies with wicked motives as they torture and turn lives upside down, only thinking of their selfish needs and no one else. Power has always been their priority, not family or friends. They will take advantage of others, and terrorize helpless victims, thinking their motives are understandable– which sometimes they are–, they are persistent f*ckers, but clever. Well, not that clever because they seem to forget that good will always overcome. Angel was pure evil and power was his motive. He never cared about anyone but himself. Didn’t even give it a second thought before slashing my Mother’s throat after all the abuse he put her throu

END The prisoners stood bound to wall as their furious jailer approached them. “Where’s the hybrid?” Christina yelled. “What’s wrong, Axcel?” Maxine trussed.” Can’t keep track of your prisoners?” Christina punched Maxine across the head and demanded answers. I’m not playing around, croft fire. Tell me where he is.” “You’ll never find him.” Angela said, gaining Christina’s fury. “You sure about that, Archangel?” Christina said. The Cyrpto looked forward the mussel on the pile of chains and picked it up.

“I learned about her daughter’s condition from her mother. In a hotel on the outskirts of the city, she discovered them sharing a bed. At the same moment as the shooter was shot, she spent an hour reading them the riot act. Angelina killed the shooter with Trevor’s rifle. She and you have no defense. She can’t defend herself because she’s conveniently dead. She did, however, detest Larissa and Lelandi, thus it’s possible that she actually hired the shooter. She did possess the funds for extortion. To his snort. You claimed that Trevor had it. He swung a journal around. “Your lover was Ritka. After examining the deceased, Doc Featherston discovered that she had been mated. Ritka described how