I Am Not A Serial Killer Mga Nobela at Kwento

he asked, his eyes dancing with amusement. Am I afraid? I mean, I should be. I let two maniacs in my home, and now they know where I live. They could take me captive anytime. It’s not like I have any immediate family who would search for me. “No, I’m not afraid,” I concluded. I couldn’t show any signs of weakness. “Good, because you’re talking crap,” he laughed. Well, this is embarrassing. “I’m not a serial killer, Victoria. And I’m not in some ‘mafia shit’ either,” he added, using air quotes.

"But anyway, I'm glad to meet you." On the surface, I said I was happy, but I was not really happy at all. We didn't even shake hands with each other, but I was about to leave. "You guys have to sit down and have dinner with me." The Shadow Killer raised his voice. "I have a tight schedule but I take the time to meet you guys, you can't just leave like that." In my head I was screaming "why not?" But I remained calm. I didn't think I needed to be angry with someone like the Shadow Killer.

Exhaling the smoke, I began. “Elijah, isn’t a serial killer. Well, I mean, he hasn’t shown me that side to him, yet. But, we have to be careful, he could be in this room, even as we speak. Besides, I don’t think he’d hurt me, because, thrust me. I’ve seen worse to have him kill me without so much as blinking an eye.” I sighed,

"Better than you know yourself." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I can give you tonight." Frustration rose in her chest, hot and sudden. "People say you've killed thousands. They say you're cursed. They say you cannot die, and I saw the number above your head today, and it said zero, and you're still standing here as if that means nothing at all." Her voice cracked slightly on the last word. "What are you?"

I could barely breathe. His laughter was worse than a nightmare. It crawled beneath my skin and filled me with a terror I never knew. At that moment, I realized exactly what I was to him. A prey; a victim who had wandered into his hunting ground. But I wasn't even a woman. The killer was a man. I was a man. So why the hell did he sound so excited? The viewers in my livestream flooded the chat, telling me to shut down the stream and find somewhere to hide.

However, my legs were weak, and before I could straighten up, I fell back onto the floor. This time, I did not manage to stand up anymore. I believed I should be dead. My life had been too hard. My father had lied to me, and Jimmy had tortured me. Maybe death would be kinder to me. Yet, when I opened my eyes, I could see the world clearly before me. However, I was dressed in a police uniform and standing next to a bloodied corpse while taking record. That dead body was me.

he inquired, raising a brow. "Didn't you hear? We are their 5th victim this month. In short these men are serial killers and rapists! I will torch them alive to avenge the souls of their innocent victims already in heaven!" I said furiously. The lingering smile on my face was completely gone. Grrrr! I really hate bad people. I hate those who bully and take advantage of innocent people. Now that I have the power to punish and destroy these filthy human beings, I will do so with pleasure. I will send their souls to hell without mercy!

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she announced making me smile, as I remembered the name she mentioned being her best friend's. "And why is that?" "One, so I can leave when I want to, and two, just in case you're like a rapist or something" She explained her words amusing me. "Do I look like a rapist?" "No but you can never tell, look at Ed Kemper for instance" "Who?" "Ed Kemper, he was a serial killer," "What?" "You don't know who the coed killer is?" She asked in disbelief as if my lack of knowledge of man was disrespectful.

I looked up into his eyes, and he smiled down at me. "I loved the show." The stranger said to me. "I'm glad. I'm not into long series. So that was probably a once off experience." He chuckled at me, folded his arms over his large chest, and stepped closer. "Are you not afraid of me?" I raised a brow. "Should I be?" "Do you not know who I am?" His brows rose in confusion and interest. "No, I don't. Am I supposed to?" "It's not mandatory, but no woman has ever not been interested in me."