Happiness Killer Novels & Stories

And their moves become slow, as I open the door I immediately run toward to the one who stab Alpha Ray and put my long nails into his neck, I can feel the hot liquid dripping down to my hands. The satisfying feeling, here is it again. I want more, I need to kill them all. They ruin my day, the most happiest day have in my life. “Are you happy, killing all the people important in my life? Are you happy!” I shouted and tighten my grips to his neck. I can’t even feel his pulse anymore, I throw him and grab another one. I need to kill them all, I don’t care even their blood was in my hand. They dirt the place I was feel happy, I can dirt my hands to kill them.

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.

"But after you break my neck, there's a 99.9% chance that you'll be shot into a walking hive. All the families, corporations, and everyone related to you will also have a 99.9% chance to live a life worse than death. That's why… Even if you do have a chance to kill me, will you?" Kyros waved his hand to tell Royce and the others to calm down. Harvey calmly smiled and said, "Do you think I won't do it?" "You won't," Kyros said. "No one in this world is an island. Everyone has someone they care about. Everyone has someone related to them that they must worry about. The consequences of you killing me is to make everyone vaguely related to you die alongside you. "Something that can be settled pe

The moment his eyes met mine, I knew whatever he had discovered wasn't something minor. "Dr. Kuntz." "Detective." He looked at me for a moment before glancing around the corridor. "Come with me." I followed him into my office and closed the door behind us. "What happened?" I asked immediately. Hale didn't answer at first, he walked toward the window, folded his arms across his chest and took a deep breath. Then he turned around. "We found Adrian Keller." My heart jumped. "You found him?" Hale's expression didn't change. "Yes." Relief rushed through me for half a second, then I noticed his eyes, there was no relief in them, only something dark. "What happened to him?" He stared at me. "Karma.

In the hands of the man that was set to kill me. Overwhelmed by the shock, I didn't know when I yelled, " YOU MONSTER!!!"

In my previous life, I was so furious that I trembled. Jason had added, "Aunt Eva, it's just for clout. Once I make enough money, the people online will just forget about me. You won't lose anything. It's just words. It can't hurt you anyway!" That family took advantage of me, and I ended up dying due to depression. Daniel got fired from his job, too. Henry, on the other hand, got bullied in college. In the end, he had no choice but to move away to the countryside. None of my family ended up well, all thanks to Jason.

"Please, miss… My mom's still in there. I'm a little man; I have to protect her. Just give us one, please…" "Iris, give it to him." I hadn't even spoken yet when my best friend, Eliza Pearl, already had tears welling up in her eyes, as if they might spill at any second. "They say a real man never kneels unless he has to—this guy's willing to throw away his pride just to save people. Besides, we've got two detonators anyway… Maybe one would be enough? "Why don't we give him one? It's the apocalypse—if we're all still human, shouldn't we be helping each other?"

He stood up slowly, his eyes cold and detached as he looked down at me. He had never looked at me that way before, almost with disgust. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “Do you want to know what’s in my soul?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m a killer, Hazel. Okay? I know you don’t have money… but I know you have something else.” The way he said it made my blood run cold. I kind of felt where his words were going, where his mind was going, but I didn’t want to take him there.

Desperately grabbing fistfuls of air, she screamed hysterically, "Don't go, Mother! Don't leave me. I've been searching for you for so long, and I never even got to say a single word to you. "You're the one who killed my mother, you wicked vixen!" She staggered toward Jillian, who wasn't afraid of her at all. It was just as easy for her to kill a little girl as it was to crush an ant. Jillian was just about to kill Ivory with a spell when Gareth stopped her. With a single strike, he sent Jillian crashing into the wall behind her. Blood trickled down the corner of her lips. "Do you, of all people, not believe me, Gareth?" Jillian screamed while clutching her chest.

I had loved him so much that I destroyed myself willingly. I curled up on the floor, my body shaking as silent sobs tore through me. My nails dug into my palm but I felt nothing. All I could see was the blood of all my pups that Cassian killed.