Forsaken Killer Novels & Stories

I rushed into the emergency room at once. I felt so bad as I took in Sophia's weakened state. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I couldn't find Caleb." I could not bring myself to tell Sophia that Caleb had refused to come with me to the hospital. "You don't have to lie to me, Esther. Caleb is my son. I know him better than anyone else does. He must be with that woman again. "He chose to forsake me, his mother, because of that woman. What an ungrateful child!

Or that the wishing ribbons wouldn't work if he brought them away from the chapel grounds? I sat in the hospital bed anxiously while Hal played some mobile games next to me. While gaming, he said, "I was just wondering who it could be, daring to challenge me again. Turns out, it's Finnegan Churchill, the faker." Faker? Hal could tell that I was surprised without even having to look at me. "Don't you know? Apparently, he used to be the least favored son in his family and even turned blind afterward. "It was one of my dad's students who begged him to come out of retirement and save his eyesight through surgery. And guess what happened in the end? After he took over the Churchill family, he aba

"This is your king. This is the very people you entrusted your life to. They were nothing but bloodthirsty monsters!" "No," Someone from the crowd shot back. "You're the master of the Chimera. You are the one behind those brutal killings. They are monsters but you are one of them." "No one said this when my only daughter was murdered. No one remembered this when the ripper terrorizes the Kingdom for years. Did you care to know who those culprits were? The monsters who killed my daughter were the King's personal guards. Werebears who raped my daughter till her body couldn't handle it anymore. To cover their tracks, They burned her like wood and we're covered up by the late king himself but wh

She didn’t flinch. Then the guards grabbed my arms. “No—no, please, she’s pregnant! The child is innocent!” Liora’s voice cracked through the room as she rushed forward, her hands grabbing at mine. “Enough!” Ysara snapped. “The father is not. He is the Alpha of Obsidian—the man who has murdered our kind. You expect us to shelter his seed?” Liora dropped to her knees, hugging me tightly as they tried to pull me away. “Please, Mama, please… Selene is not a traitor. She didn’t know. She’s just a girl—”

“Right there. In the corner.” I flinched. My jaw locked. He was right. Sofia was watching. “You really want her to see you for what you are?” he whispered, his voice cracking. “A fucking killer.” “She already knows what you are,” I said. “You used her.” “You murdered our entire bloodline!” he roared, louder now despite the blood in his lungs. “And you think Rosa’s going to forget that? You think she’ll love you once the smoke clears and she remembers who you are?”

Zack explained but Harris was quite confused. "Human Flayer? What do you mean?" He asked. "14 years ago, there was a popular serial murder case called the Flayer Murder case. The culprit was called The Flayerman. The case was titled Flayer Murder case because all the victim's corpses were discovered without furs. Flayerman would flay his victims alive after torturing them and rendering them helpless and defenseless and then he'd use the flayed furs to make garments and cashmere which he'd sell to the families of the victim." Zack exclaimed.

I couldn’t believe our luck because it’s almost impossible to see the head Alpha and I would meet with him in six days. In six days I’ll stand in front of him and tell him that Alex Jennings is the wolf killer everybody’s wondering about and most people think doesn’t even exist but Mark showed me his trail of dead wolves all over and he’s been doing it for years. Mark has a list of names, there’s around fifty names on it and for some reason he’s sadistic as well and he carves the name Kifo on their chests.

“Then what was it?” I exhaled slowly. “Something ancient. It called itself the Forsaken.” Killian’s expression darkened. “That name isn’t new. I’ve heard of it before, but only in old stories. The Forsaken were said to be powerful beings that existed long before our kind. Some say they were cursed. Others say they were gods that fell from power.” A shiver ran down my spine. “It said I was the vessel.” Killian’s jaw tightened. “That’s not good.”

His laughter was madness, hollow and desperate. “You think you can kill me?” he shouted. “I’m Vancouver blood! I killed my father with my own hands! I’ll carve through you all!” Ford’s voice cut through the smoke. Calm. “Exactly. You killed your own father. You stained your name. You used the Kalashnikov Omerta to traffic women and children. You turned sacred ground into filth. And now? Tonight, your sins weigh more than your bullets.” Gregory felt his heart pound. Each word was true. Each word burned.

With a strong determination to bring justice to the victim and uphold the honor of his pack, he delved deeper into the darkness that had stained their ranks. Through careful investigation and questioning, Kael unearthed the shocking revelation that the wrongdoer was none other than Roderick, a highly respected member of the pack known for his charm and influence. Roderick had cunningly exploited his position of power, manipulating and taking advantage of the vulnerable individuals who placed their trust in him for his own twisted desires.