Does Dexter Kill Innocent People Novels & Stories

bakit parang tinutusok yung dibdib ko bakit parang gusto kong umiyak ngayon? Dahil siguro ay umasa akong totoo yung sinasabi nya pero fuck asf?!Hindi naman pala sinabi nya lang yun para hindi ko sya patayin at matakasan nya ako,Pero....Papaanongnalam ni investigator na buhay ang si manuel wala akong sinabi sakanya na hindi ko napatay si manuel?

With no remorse to the man that saved him more than once, Tyler shot Seth's father in the head in an execution manner, giving no hope to Seth that his last living relative would survive the fatal wound. He didn't even have time to process his mourning, nor the police sirens in the background, when Tyler pointed his gun to Seth but instantly, the grieving man shot him repeatedly in the chest until there were no bullets left. Seeing him fall, Seth took the gun away from Tyler and shot him with it again to take out his anger.

He was going to give Dexter a slow and painful death. “This is for the death of many innocent souls.” He slammed his face into the panel. Blood sprouted out of Dexter's nose uncontrollably. “This is for my mate. And this is for me, the product of the facility.” He crushed his face into the panel again and a huge spark of blue electricity exploded through the room. Dexter let out one choked gasp and then dropped to the floorboards, completely still and covered in black smoke. Immediately, I turned my gaze away from such a sorry sight. It was time he died already.

“Didn't you get rid of all your brothers and family?” Dexter shook his head. "Publicly, yes. The world believes I killed them all. But in reality, not all of them are dead. I let some of them live. I sent them far away, but they are still under my people's supervision.“ Narsha sighed softly, weighing her words. ”In that case, just investigate. But Dexter...“ She looked directly into his eyes, adding, ”if it turns out to be your child, don't ever reject him, okay?"

The next second, Dexter was in the air just behind the stage, so close to the forest that she could sense the creatures within it starting to approach. “Please,” she begged. Dexter had tears running down his face as his gaze held hers. He had stopped pleading for his life, and her heart broke. She had known that no matter what decision she made, people were going to die, but assumed she and Zeke would be the ones paying that price. There was a snap, and then the light dimmed from Dexter’s eyes before his head fell at an awkward angle. It took her a moment to realise what had happened, just as the screams started behind her.

And then she managed to get out of it. They began again. This time, Dexter took her to the window, trying to throw her out, but she grabbed on to the window frames for support. And I had to—it was the only way out of it—we pushed her out. "I will come see you," Dexter said as he quickly left, and I went back to the bed, pretending to have bandaged my wounds. Now looking back, it wasn't worth it. I should have pushed Dexter in her place. And here he was, smiling as if her death didn't bother him. And maybe it was true. It didn’t bother him. Only the Moon Goddess knows how many people he had killed.

**Damon's POV** After Elora fainted, I panicked and quickly caught her before she hit the floor. I stared at the writing in blood, and no one needed to tell who the heck had done that. Dexter! I knew the moment we stepped in and saw the dead elders that Dexter was responsible. He had killed them to cover up for his crimes, and so they wouldn't expose what he had done. “Clean the place up,” I ordered the guards and left with Elora.

"Then take me to him. I want to see the bastard that made my life a living hell after my mother got married to him. She died and left me with nothing, not even my father's wealth, yet that abuser continues to come after my life after creating an indelible mark in my heart." Dexter tried to console me but I didn't need any close contact. I just wanted everything to make sense. "I did it because I wanted to protect you." He replied calmly. I scoffed. "And you did well because he almost got me killed today." I retorted with a heavy note of sarcasm. "You weren't the target." He cut in. I cocked my head to the side, wondering what he meant until realisation set in. "Dexter, how do you know that I

he asked, and I shook my head then pressed my lips together into a thin line when he hissed at me. ​“Don’t forget to eat,” he rubbed his temple impatiently, and I simply nodded before yawning a little again. ​“I heard Dexter killed someone. Is that true?” I asked, and I watched him stop to look at me, his eyes slightly widening at my words before putting on his expressionless mask. ​“Yeah,” he inched closer, “and you’re probably going to be next if you don’t stay away from him.” ​He sounded as if he was desperately trying to convince me, and I couldn’t help but raise a brow at his warning.