Does Dexter Kill Innocent People Novels & Stories

I saw right through the polished exterior, straight to the ruthless, calculating monster who had systematically dismantled my life for financial fraud and a petty, toxic thirst for revenge against the Rider network. "Dexter died a hero," I said, each word dropping like a stone into a deep well, my gaze burning into Norman's pupils with a lethal, frozen finality. "He died standing for something real. And the people who put him in that position are severely mistaken if they think I'm going to let this go. Bcause as long as I have breath in my lungs, I will spend every single ounce of my wealth, my power, and my time ensuring that the people responsible for his sacrifice pay every single cent o

He suggested. My mind flashed back to the past and how I gruesomely murdered Dexter after he shot my wife. He died right in front of me and I cut off his head later on, so there was no possibility of him being alive. It was someone else. It just had to be someone else. "Dexter is dead and gone. If this was done by a human then it's from a different person." I countered, discarding the thought that Dexter might even be alive. It was getting late and for us to work actively we had to rest on time.

So good, that he even turned her into his pawn. Stacy takes in the look on my face. "You also think I'm stupid right".? "No, I...". "It's fine". She cut me off. "Even if you refuse to admit it, I know for a fact that I was stupid and not stupid in love but stupidly obsessed and a fool. But, thank God for you". I may sound like one of the Sherlock siblings right now but listen to this. How come Dexter is connected to the death of Stacey's parents? How come he still has that pen, instead of doing away with it?

He wondered how many people had sat in this chair before him and learned something they couldn’t unlearn. “I didn’t mean to see anything,” he said quietly. “I won’t tell anyone. I swear.” “I know you won’t,” Dexter replied. That should have been comforting. It wasn’t. Dexter stopped in front of him. Close enough that Charlie could see the faint lines at the corners of his eyes, the careful stillness of a man who never wasted motion. “Do you know why people like me don’t kill witnesses?” Dexter asked. Charlie’s throat tightened. He shook his head.

“It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it. For fuck’s sake he does but what of his mate. Apart from the pain of losing a mate, she will also feel his pains while Dexter kills him. Don’t you think that will be too much for her to handle.” Maxwell nodded. “We’ll just sedate her. She won’t feel any pain that way. And besides I’m sure Reid will block her from feeling his pains and if he doesn’t, we sedate her. He really needs to die by Dexter’s hands.” Dexter is a wolf but also half vampire who have lived for thousands of years in a cave just outside the intelligence pack. He is known to kill his prey without mercy and everyone trembled at the mention of his name. Even alphas.

Behind him stood Dexter, his son, his hand still trembling around the smoking pistol. Mason’s eyes widened. “Dexter…?” Zeno stumbled, falling to his knees, eyes wide in betrayal. “You… shot me?” Dexter’s voice was strained, but steady. “I saw the truth. Lisa Lennox. The lies. The payments. The evidence you buried. You said it was just business. That justice didn’t matter.” Zeno coughed, blood dripping from his lips. “You… ungrateful…” “You killed an innocent girl,” Dexter continued, stepping forward. “You destroyed her family. You framed a man. You ruined my brother’s life.”

“You want a clean shot through the head?” Dexter is silent after this. Pensive. He then answers, “I want him to suffer. What’s the most painful way you could kill him?” “Depends what your budget is.” “There isn’t a budget.” “Then we can try to capture him, drag it out for a bit longer. Need a souvenir for the family? A finger? Hand?” “Won’t be necessary,” Dexter says. “I just want him to suffer and I want him gone. Ted told me you two are very capable.”

"Buddy, you ready for war." "I am always reading to kill, maim and destroy." "Good, we need to get those kids back." With Dexter in partial control, we headed downstairs. Giving Dexter even partial control was never easy. He had zero remorse, zero empathy. All he cared about was his kill count. 7,965. Two of Victoria's friends had already arrived. They were creepy as fuck. "Beta Maddox, this is lieutenant Daniel Micheals and Captain Carter Morris," Victoria spoke coldly like her soul was dead.

I stared at my phone, hoping it would ring. I know Dexter is still alive; Quinn is obsessed with him, and there is no way she would have killed a man she loves. I figured she loved Dexter more when she didn’t request Norman. And I always saw the intensity in her eyes whenever she looked at him. I ignored it then because I thought Dexter didn’t see her that way. I should have known she was such a convincing little bitch. My phone rang and I flinched. I breathed out, looking at the unknown number, and I breathed out before picking it. I stayed silent waiting for the other person to talk.

"Have you forgotten what I said to you before?" Yvonne's murderous gaze was even more terrifying up close. Dexter realized he wasn't going to make it out of Oceania Villa alive. He was so frightened that he was shivering violently. "I … I never thought that things would end up this way! I told her not to talk about Rachel online, but she wouldn't listen to me. It's her fault! Yes! It's all that bitch's fault! She wants to destroy Rachel! I wanted to help Rachel, I—"