Cute Murderer Novels & Stories

God, if you gave me another life, why did you let it end the same way? I did not want to die, but the pain had made living unbearable. Rain began to fall. It was at this time that an older man who was passing by noticed me. He held on to my clothes and yelled, "Young lady! Get down from there right now! There's nothing worth committing suicide over!" As we struggled, a large section of my shirt tore away. Rain struck my bare back, and a sharp sting spread across my body. My mind cleared in that instant, and I subconsciously cried out, "I know what's happening now!"

Mentioning this case, Mu Zi's eyes converged on her smile, "He treats killing as a kind of enjoyment, a kind of entertainment, not only meticulously preparing each step, but also wandering and lingering for a long time after the murder, scrubbing all the fingerprints and footprints, leaving no traces of his own life behind, so it can be seen that the murderer is meticulous, calm, and pursues perfection." Yu Yang was a bit surprised, he didn't expect Mu Zi to know so much about the case, but when this case came to light, the media was all over the place, and the police department's files were dug up by reporters, it didn't seem strange that Mu Zi knew some inside information. Jiang Chen inter

I'm wearing a skimpy gown, he thrusts his finger past my pant and into my hole. "If you attempt to run again, I'll fuck you right here to paralysis." He laughs out so loud that I shudder. His finger inside me gets me fixed to the spot, I can't move, I close my eyes. I don't know why I should feel this for a great murderer, my worst enemy. He withdraws immediately, then his face which was occupied with anger changes into a tender concern. What a fuck! Does a serial killer has care in him. I fling the thought aside, is it pity I want to feel for this murderer? No, it can't be. I'd be the most foolish person on earth. "Aiden, return me back to my pack or I'll go there myself, you'd come back on

Living your life without even knowing that the reason you're still breathing is because your lifeline dot hasn't been blown off the mirror yet. I cannot believe he bought me these gifts. It's so cheap of him to do such. Like the guy actually pities me and is just trying to act all sweet and kind, thinking I would not find out his devilish secret. What he did. So, it's like in the movies as they script it, just the murderer's pity for the child of the deceased. Everything about him is fake.

This had become my addiction, lying face down on the bed, taking in every scent that lingered, making sure that I didn’t dull it with mine. I was turning pathetic wasn’t I? I grabbed the console, maybe a quick game would take a few things off my mind, the door banged open, Caleb walked in with a smile on his face. “Captain!” his cheerful voice filled the room.“Not now Caleb,” I grumbled. He let out a low chuckle. “Don’t be like that. If someone hears they would think I am a bug. And you know that I am anything but a bug...” “Caleb,” I called out in a low tone, my voice drawing his attention to me. “You are a bug, in fact, if there was a way to take you off the earth, you would be the first p

more like scoffed as if I didn’t say anything of importance, “Of course. What else should I expect from a murderer… You would resort to violence. What will you do? Kill me too before my brother comes, so you can bury my body? My brother will see you for the snake you are, and get you thrown back in jail.’ She pointed, and instead of saying the words at the tip of my tongue, I stepped aside and walked towards the door. The sound of her stomping behind me filled my ears until I stopped in front of the door, and she said the one word that left me floored. “You know, a true murderer would have at least shown remorse…..you seem so proud of the fact that you killed my brother, and are living in my

"Kill, elliminate, murder, butcher, you name it. Remember, I am talking about the same scary smart boy who turned his high school buddies into a cold case. Gilbert's not just smart, actually; he's a genius... with a very dark side. He's been playing this deadly game since he was a teen, and the family? They just clean up his messes because he's their golden-first born-boy." Alexa's attempt to maintain her composure was failing as the gravity of Dio's words bore down on her. "You can't be serious. He's truly murderer? Jean had told me about that, but I don't believe him because Gilbert seems so sweet." Dio's chuckle was devoid of any real humor. "Oh, he's serious alright. And 'murderer' is pu

I know I have to be brave and keep myself calm for the plan to work, so I take a deep calming breath and pray that I don't get killed. I stay hidden behind a table of food that was meant for the ball. Once the rogue is close enough, I lunge at him and stab him right in his chest. I manage to kill him with just one stab. I shakily let go of the dagger as the rogue falls to the ground, lifeless. I look at the damage I had just done. I just killed a wolf. I am a fucking murderer. I don't get the time to dwell on the fact that I am now a monster because of the scream that comes from the side.

She replied. Huh? She sounded so sure about who was texting her. And, did she just call me cute? I blushed a little, then got serious again as if she could see my face from here. "Cute? I am not cute. Sexy, hot, and handsome? Absolutely, yes. But definitely not cute. And are you saying someone "cute" can't be a serial killer?" I asked. "You are not one. If you were, you are one hot serial killer. A nice way to catch your victims." She replied.

I have been doing that all these years. “Girl, you good?” a croaking voice I am now familiar with reminding me of my still being alive. I didn’t say a word to her making her sigh loudly. She did not say anything making me believe she was actually gone till the voice came again. “You can’t keep hiding in here forever. You are the bravest skull head I know. You’re a sadist and my dad’s murderer but I can’t help but still like and aspire to be like you. The fact you do not let any man bring you down is everything beautiful. The ‘killer’ the world is afraid of will never act like this. This is far from you being yourself.” Each word whispered behind the door.