Humpty Dumpty Killer Novels & Stories

"Honey, our ship doesn't leave for another three days. "However, we still have one last ace up our sleeve, the most valuable insurance policy. "Honey, you've got one more act to play – a staged suicide by jumping off a building." When I remained silent, they both took me by the arms and led me to the hospital's rooftop. Chester would not stop yammering about how safe it was to leap from the 60-meter-high building. He boasted about the safety net he rigged up below, assuring me that a blindfolded count to twelve would see me land without a scratch.

Higgins continued, “after I caught a lover of mine, a man I’d met in a club and known for only a week or so—Christ, can I be telling you this? I must, mustn’t I?—after I caught him stealing from me. Not money, not possessions, but something more personal. I mean, can there be anything more personal than one’s sperm? When I caught him putting the zip baggie, with the used condom inside, in one of those soft coolers you store sandwiches in, I reacted . . . violently. Out of fear, I guess. All I could think was that he was some kind of pervert, a freak. I didn’t wait to get an explanation. I forced it out of the son of a bitch. I could have killed him. I almost did kill him. But did he care, in

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

“Mapulanga was clear about it. You failed to locate them and i did. Do it now!” If there was a thing Devi hated, it was being ordered around especially by a primitive man like Dumi. He was so aggravated he briskly grabbed a knife from his jacket and turned around in a flash slitting Dumi’s throat and the guard fell to the ground, his hands trying to cover the cut and breathe. Dumi’s eyes as he fell were filled with terror evidently showing he didn’t know who he was dealing with. Devi stomped over Dumi indifferently to him gasping and struggling for his final breathe. The trio looked at the horror before them and knew this was going to be difficult to get out of. Hunter’s eyes turned back to

But my eyes caught something or someone walking out through the hallway. It's only his back view but it sure looks familiar. I wonder what he's doing in the ladies restroom. . . Unknown POV . . "Damn!!" I hit my hands on the table as the guards flinched. "We need to find out who this killer is, first they killed Cherry's parents. Yeah I named the baby cherry cause it'll remind me of the person I lost. Now they've killed Helena Drew,it's suspicious. It means the killer is in our midst.

Dianna speed toward me to help me out but before she could get to me jimmy bulldozed her and slam her on the ground , she growled and sank her fangs into his neck "grahhhhhhhhhhhhh " Cheyenne speedily plug the dagger into her chest and she gasped . Victor snap Cheyenne neck and she drop dead and he grab Jimmy by the neck then thrust his claws into his chest . he almost ripped out his heart but Hilda kicked him away and he crashed distance away "arghhhhhh " Jimmy groan laughing out blood . "ahhhhhh "I gasped out as something cold drove into my chest and my sight started becoming blurry

Drummond’s weapon of choice, a hook. With a bit more investigating, she discovered that hunt for Drummond came to a head at Lovers Lane of all places. “Curiouser and curiouser”, she murmured as she scrolled down the page to read that the killer had been shot fleeing the police and died under the tree Bryce was hung from. Dawn sat back and thought about what she had just learned. All these details, Drummond’s weapon being a hook…his death at Lovers Lane… she couldn’t deny that this man was a very good candidate as a Hook Man ghost.

“Is everything all right, sir?” Alexander’s jaw tightened, ignoring the question. He kept his gaze locked on Humphrey, who finally took a bold step forward, defying all expectations. Instead of retreating, Humphrey seemed to stand taller, his eyes steady, and his voice calm yet piercing. “Sir, with all due respect, you are the murderer.”

There seemed like they had been a bit of struggle, but the killer had been more skilled and quicker and probably even stronger than he was, to be able to subdue him, as Harold, though not so huge, could be classified into the fit category and had almost the perfect kind of body, for a middle-aged man. Sarah imagined his death. Unexpected two strikes at his neck and he was gone. Sarah could feel her anger and sadness building inside her as she looked at the last victim, Hazel. Hazel, seventeen, soon to be eighteen in the subsequent month, a total sweetheart, with her beautiful hazel eyes, just as her name, a petite but extremely curvy at the right sides, blonde just like her beautiful mother