I Am Not A Serial Killer Novels & Stories

I love the dress you wore today BTW:) Wait what?. This creep attends the same school as me? And he/she/creep seems to know what I wore to school today?. Me. How do I know you aren't a serial killer? Unknown. I'm a Cereal killer not a serial killer. Me. And what's the difference?. Unknown. I kill Cereal not people:) Me. Wow. You are so mature.😒. Unknown. Only for you babe;) Me.

I had just sat down when I heard the diners at the next table speaking in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft. “Disgusting. Doesn’t she feel ashamed of taking that money?” I looked up. The diner was tugged by a companion, but he still couldn’t keep his mouth shut. “Seriously, people like that shouldn’t even be defended.” I put my utensils down. My appetite was gone. When I got home, Will called. His voice carried a smug satisfaction he couldn’t hide. “Harper, do you like the gift I got you? Everyone knows what kind of person you are now. But you’re still my sister. Come home, and everything can go back to how it was.”

and continued laughing. i said, "Dad, what if it's a ..." before i said, he said, "Werewolves. you're going to blame them even when they storm and break the phone line. don't say unnecessary things and go to sleep, baby." I came to my room and took out my phone and continued looking at the news. I thought, 'Is it possible that someone from my town is also a serial killer? Could they really be that close to murder each other?' my thoughts started making my head spin. I decided to get some rest early.

I told him in a bubbly tone and he narrowed his eyes on me. "Something's up with you. You've been a manhater all year long, so why are you not being one right now? Tell me because you're acting sus." He told me and I shrugged lightly. "I just don't hate them today," I told Austin and he gasped in shock. "Is this because of Cole?" He asked me with wide eyes and I shook my head at him. "No."

" I stood up, pacing around the room. "What do you think they're gonna see me as, a monster! A murderer! Shit! " I curse, sitting back on the bed. " Maybe that's exactly what I am. I'm a monster. " " Hey, Miss, don't you ever say that about yourself. No one says you're a monster or a murderer, you are a human. I don't care how or what exactly is behind all this but I do know one thing for sure, you are no killer.

I have not been active on social media of recent because of this stupid case,When I heard a knock at the door. I stood up to look , it's not like am expecting any visitor or something. Or could it be the killer, has he finally decided to end my life. Oh God don't let me die . I dashed to my room, I opened the drawer and got my gun . Get a grip of your self Nessa think for once the killer doesn't come out during the day ,he only comes out in the night . With that being said I dropped the gun and went back to the door .

Tanner had a comical personality, but when it came right down to it, he got serious when he needed to be. I decided I wasn’t ready to talk about my attraction to Harper just yet. I am going to ignore it until I can’t anymore. If it is a simple crush, it should fade away. Normally I would smash a girl that I thought was attractive, and never look back. Not Harper, she has been through too much. There is no way I would do her like that. Something tells me she wouldn’t let herself be used like that anyway. The mere thought was causing my body to heat up, already betraying me this morning.

I asks softly as his expression still remains unreadable. “Is that a problem?”He asks as if baiting me. “Usually only serial killers introduce themselves with one name.”I say smiling and he shakes his head. “Obviously I’m not a serial killer.”He says and I nod. “Good, that would’ve made tonight awkward.”I finish under my breath as i take another sip of champagne as I thought to myself. It really wouldn’t make a difference if he was one I would still fuck him anyway. Dude is eluding this mysterious, serious sex on a stick vibe.

1 DO WE REALLY have to go through this whole ‘introduce ourselves’ thing again? The only thing I hate more than introductions is repeating myself. Okay, okay. Fine. I’ll do this, though I have to say it would be easier for all of us if you just read my first book. So, my name is Sarah Killian and I am a Professional Serial Killer. DO NOT confuse me with an assassin. I hate those guys. Every. Last. One. Well, except for Mary Sue. She’s an exception. She’s an exception to a lot of things. I’ll get to her in a bit.

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting