Happiness Killer Novels & Stories

] Now that Quinn knew it was the little boss' mother, he instantly became polite. [You just said so.] How can someone so intelligent also be this dumb? One more notable thing after the rain storm today was the murder of Hacker Quinn. The news shook the whole country. Apparently, the unstable weather had caused his secret consultation site to glitch, revealing his IP address and exposing him to danger. As an information dealer, he naturally had a lot of enemies. While sleeping in a hotel room, he was killed by a businessman seeking revenge for exposing his bedroom secrets Scarlett hesitated to give him a warning. Although she was reborn, she had no obligation to warn others of danger or get e

"Now since we have established that you are in fact all alone and that there aren't any rescuers coming if you could just drop and kick your gun over to me, I won't hurt beautiful over here." Thinking that I could maybe still get a shot at him without hurting the girl, I tried to think of a way to get him to move just a few spaces to his left where there wouldn't be a way for this plan to backfire. "I see the plan in that little head of yours and you might want to forget about it if you want to leave here alive." He picked up his hand and showed me that he was holding some or other device. "If I let go of this button we will all be confetti on the pavement before we could take another breath

He was a very dangerous man and for the first time since arriving Andrea understood how difficult it was going to be to kill him. But he’s our mate, her wolf whined. He killed our family and took Nadia, she sighed back. Andrea didn’t blame her wolf for wanting to be with him regardless, but she knew better. She understood he was lethal and the cause of her pain. “Okay! Listen up. We have a new transfer – Andrea”, the Beta’s voice carried over the crowd, everyone turned to look at her. She kept her eyes fixed to the beta and nodded, not once looking at his alpha a mere foot from him.

“Good morning citizens, the infamous serial killer who drains the blood of his victim and harvest all of their organs of his 10 victims have been captured this morning says police report” The citizens are delighted by the news and it became the case of the year. Reporters flock from different country to scoop to the story of the “Vampire Killer” and the case made it internationally. Theories and debates happen to discuss why he did it and what the country should do to someone inhuman like him. He stirs the media, the public and the government. They are going to petition for his death but one thing isn’t matching… because when the reporter interviews the suspects, he keeps saying one thing.

“His begging. Everything gave me ecstatic feeling. And the night Hunter finally killed him brutally. That day was the best day of my life. On his death anniversary I every year arranged a party to celebrate it. That much how it gives me pleasure of his death.” I was beyond shook. I know all the things happened to him was cruel and the things he was telling me wasn’t disturbing me but the happiness and the satisfaction his eyes were reflecting was scaring me. How can he be so happy remembering someone’s blood. “You know princess.“ He stared deeply in my eyes before a small smirk appeared on his lips. “I still have a recording of him dying painfully and giving me unexplainable pleasure.” She w

Thomas barked, his tone sharp and accusatory. I met his glare with cold detachment, too drained to argue. I simply replied, "The kidnappers did it." Thomas immediately exploded. "You mean the actors you hired? How could they hurt Dad?! Seriously, do you think the Bells are some kind of joke? Mom and Dad must've been out of their minds to take you back!"

Matteo Rodriguez I KNOW THINGS I don't want to know. Things that doesn't faze me anymore since I was six. Things that doesn't even scare me after it happened right in front of me. Things about different killers that I really don't want to know. A true psychopathic killer is not your ordinary garden-variety murderer. Not like a random guy who unloads his gun into a scared hapless liquor store clerk. Not like an insecure wife who murders her husband in cold-blood over a real or imagined affair. Not like a jealous man who bursts into his boss's office and blows his little head off.

For the first time that night, he took off his earbud, smiling as he ruffled my hair. "Aleah, thanks for being so understanding. Things are different now. A marriage certificate doesn't mean much. We should stand our ground, not give in just because your grandpa wants us to get married. Besides, aren't we happy like this?" Layne's voice was gentle, but it cut through me like a blade. Two years ago, Ruby's parents were abducted and killed after saving the Harper family. Since then, she'd developed severe separation anxiety. That was when she quietly started becoming a constant presence in our lives.

This time it was rival I had inflicted pain on. He was some arrogant prick from the Moretti line but now he was gone. I had personally watched the life flicker out of his eyes, a hollow victory that left nothing but a bitter aftertaste. It was always the same. The adrenaline of the kill would spike, and then the drop would follow, leaving me in this gray, depressing head space where my heart felt like an empty cavern. I was thirty-eight years old, the head of my very own empire, and I felt like a ghost haunting my own life.

"The killer is back." I kept my face still. "What killer? Who? What happened?" She looked at me like I was the only person in the world who could save her. "Felix. Felix is dead." I let my face fall. Confusion. Shock. The face of someone hearing terrible news for the first time. "Which Felix?" I asked, even though I already knew. She shook her head, crying harder. "Felix Rivers. The pack's financial advisor. He's dead. He was found, torn to pieces at a run down hotel"