Criminal Minds Flesh And Blood Novels & Stories

*** *** The journey home had been a really quiet one, more gloomy, I couldn't wait to find who was responsible for this, I couldn't wait to know who this bastard was. If I found whoever it was, I would feed their dead bodies to the birds. Though people do cross my part one in a while and also challenge my authorities, I have never seen anything like this. No one has had the mind to do something as gruesome as this. Which was why I couldn't wait to find out who this bastard was and when I eventually find them, I will show them why I am the mafia Boss. I shook my head, the hairs at the back of my head standing, it pains me so much that I feel helpless in this situation l, like I didn't have a

"What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us. Mason is human too. But he has been with us since... I don’t remember. Maybe since he was a kid himself. Serving my parents and then me. Max, Enzo. Zee and Saint are Vampires. You can see their eyes have a tinge of red. Unlike mine. Mine are deep blue. Because I am hybrid". He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead "Wha.. What is a ... Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully.

Urging you to take that risk and when you do, he’d leave you alone, crackling in laughter as you fall deeper and deeper into the dark hole of despair. It leaves you broken and dried up. A miserable man. Like Frank and many more others I've had to sniff off the face of the earth. I swiped the blood that slashed unto the side of my face with the back of my black gloved hands. Then I crouched beside his lifeless body and did my deed. I collected a pound of flesh, an evidence of my kill for the boss. He wouldn't be pleased with this one either but it had to be done. Another life lost. And this one had nothing to mortgage for either. Just like most of them.

The two of them had half of their bodies covered in blood. Tears fell one after the other from my eyes because of what I was seeing. How could someone do a horrible thing like these to women? He is going crazy. He is a heartless criminal. This animal also has no soul. He's not really human anymore. He is totally turned into a demon in a human form. In these moments, my brain is gradually sinking into what might happen to me at the hands of this male animal. I knew he would make me follow to these lifeless women lying on the floor.

Her broken, lifeless body crumpled onto the forest floor, her limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Blood pooled beneath her, the stark red staining the earth. My breath caught in my throat as the man wiped his bloodied claws on his pants, a grin curling his lips. He turned back to the truck, his gaze sweeping over the captives with dark amusement. “I guess that’s enough lessons for the day,” he murmured. Terror held me frozen, while the other captives stifled their cries. These weren’t ordinary criminals. They were rogues. The truck lurched forward once more, the heavy doors slamming shut.

The air was thick with tension and the smell of unwashed bodies and collective anxiety. The meeting was long, arduous, and emotionally brutal. One by one, people stood and gave voice to their pain and their fear. They spoke of Jake—his kindness, his reliability, the simple, decent goodness of him. They spoke of their own terror, of living alongside a man who could do such a thing. They spoke of the serial killer, weaving Marcus’s actions into the larger tapestry of the Phantom’s crimes, solidifying his monstrous identity in the collective mind.

The people thousand years ago used to give punishment with little sharp blades, they cut the nerves of hands and legs first and let the blood drone off the body. It's because they used to believe that the blood always remains the same, it always is pure and it's their duty to take off the purity from the impure soul. And the recent cases also say that the dead bodies had no blood when the doctors inspected. Jenny realized that whoever that guy is killing people knows the history which means he is someone who wants to repeat the things which have already happened in the past but he also wants to make people realize the old suffering, might be a mad or a psycho.

The cold metal of a gun pressed against the underside of my chin. "Did you not hear me the first time?" The man's hot, wet breath fanned across my face. My stomach turned. "I said get on the fucking floor, bitch." His dark eyes gleamed with malice. Some criminals were all bravado. They just wanted to snatch the goods and leave without actualy killing anyone. But the man in front of me? He wouldn't hesitate to murder someone in cold blood. He looked like he was itching for it. The drumming of my heart reached a fever pitch.

“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you? About your married professor using your tight little cunt in his office.” “Yes, Sir,” I whispered, ashamed of how true it was. He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped, rising onto my toes. He was thicker than I remembered, stretching me as he slowly pumped them in and out. “You’re going to rewrite the second plagiarized section tonight,” he said calmly, as if he wasn’t finger-fucking me over his desk. “But first, you’re going to earn it.” He withdrew his fingers and brought them to my lips. I sucked them clean without being told, tasting myself on his skin. The act felt even dirtier this time.

Cutting up his skin deeply as we reached for his heart. The guard still struggled to breathe but Thunder deviously smile at him. He grips it a little making the guard scream and panted uncontrollably under our mercy. He then did something out of my knowledge. He forces the guard to look at him forcing his way into his mind. Flashing memories of the fucker raping three college students on the roadside and another memory were of the bastard molesting four high school students. The ugly and disgusting crime keeps replaying before us. Others were brutally murdered and some were being raped at parties.