I Am Not A Serial Killer Novels & Stories

Ashamed of my answer. “So, I guess you haven’t been following me all that long.” He blew air out of his lips, letting the number set in. “That’s quite a jump from three.” I nodded. “Yeah, I am a serial murderer. So that’s the worst thing I’ve done. And I’ve done it multiple times. Are you here to make me pay for my crimes or something?”

I don’t think either of us is ready to take that step. Lisa sighed with relief. There was no way she was ready to meet this guy, no matter how nice he seemed online. The internet was full of perverts and deviants just waiting for some unsuspecting sap to fall into their trap. Serial killers were real and more prevalent than the average person might expect and she should know. She knew serial killers intimately and had made a career out of it. DomMPF: Let’s make a standing date to meet here once a week… what do you think?

His smile gets a little wider and if I wasn't in such a bad mood I'd admit to this being quite an entertaining conversation. "You're a complete stranger who doesn't know who I am, nor my sister. This is not my first time plotting someone's murder you know." I grin evilly and the guy actually does look a little nervous now, like he might possibly have chosen to sit with a serial killer and he makes a sort of nervous hum noise. "Ok, yeah that did sound ominous, sorry. I actually haven't killed anyone, but I plan it out regularly for one of my housemates who I should never have moved in with."

How do I know he is not a serial killer hiding for the police? "I am not being chased by the police. Some bad people want to rob me and I have something very important. They want to kill me, they won't do anything to you if you just tell them you didn't see me. Please, I promise I won't hurt you." He whispered softly.

“Hmmph, I actually have him on my list of possible suspects. I haven’t ruled him out yet but I have nothing to go on to lead me to anything concrete. Just call it a cops intuition. His alibis always checked out but there was just something about him I didn’t care for. What do you know about the guy?” “I can’t stand him. He has always had this weird obsession with Aurora. He actually wanted her to enter into a romantic relationship with him when she turned eighteen.” “I was unaware of that. That might have been something you all may have mentioned to us, ya know.” “I’m sorry, sir. He’s a jerk and I hate him but I never saw him as a threat or anything.” “Yeah, that’s the problem. Serial killer

I pulled away from the hug and then looked at him in the eyes stroking his cheek. "What's going on Amber, talk to me", I said. He bit on his lower lips, "She doesn't know", he mumbled. "What?", I asked. "My aunt doesn't know I'm a serial killer", he said again this time weakly. Oh fuck...it all makes sense to me now... I totally understand everything now.

It just showed me, what great leader she would be. "What are you?" Someone in the crowd yelled. A smirked was begin to grow on my lips. " I am a ...Lucan princess! I have lived many lives and now I am one of few left of my species!" I yell out , to make sure everyone could hear me. Hundreds of gasps were heard after my statement. After a moment , people started to yell "Lies!" "Lucans are extinct!" "Liar!" "Kill this impostor!" "They all died after the Great War."

"Then let me take you on a date. I have never been on a date before. It has long been I was sleeping in the coffin and I feel like I no longer belong to this world." "Help me understand it, Sonya." For the split seconds, I felt really bad for him. Though he had been one of the oldest Vampire living on the earth, due to his powers weakening fast, he had to sleep most of the time in his coffin. He really had been missing a lot to the current modern world. I agreed to help him explore the world before I settled myself in the Neutral world. But, I did not expect that Edward's friends had been eyeing on me since the day they saw me with some powerful figures. They kept pestering us, clicking pict

This guy knows how to drive me insane in less than a minute. "Anyway, should we catch up? We have so many things to talk about." He then seated next to me, gazing into my eyes like a predator to its prey. "About what? Wait, do I know you? Does my past self know you? Because I am Erina Arison--" Before I could officially introduce myself to him, this man's thick face halted me. "No, you are not." "Huh? I am not, what?!" Baffled, I catch my breath as I pondered. 'What does he mean?'

Skip the fancy English, Renee, World War 111 is going to happen right here if we don't find a solution. "Did anyone else see this?" I shook my head a 'no'. "Just you three?" My head voluntarily nods. "Why do you keep moving your head?! Are you a Lizard or something?" "I'm sorry this happened, and I'm going to take full responsibility for it," I say.