I Know Who Killed Me Novels & Stories

I move to find my phone in a panic and call the one person that I know I can trust. I killed him… What do I do now? Who sent him? A dead man can’t answer these questions.

Irikah just killed a man for no reason. She killed Kael.

"You fooled me, you guys. You intentionally gave me the wrong copy of the suspects. None of them killed my parents. It was Kiel Alexandro Ramirez, he was the reason behind my parents' death." Zed and Mister Deguzman looked at each other. I then sobbed because it pains me knowing that it was Kiel who killed my parents. I am sure of it. He was the one who killed them and it makes me to hate him, to hate him more. Pretending like you are not hurt and like everything is fine is like hell. It kills me. The thought of the killer already in front of me makes me want to stab him. I just know that he was the one who killed them when he told me about his fiancée.

I had died October 1st. I had just been given a fresh start. Cecilia. Damon. My killer. I’m coming.

Every sound faded into oblivion as the heavy truth dawned on me. “Bane is dead”

“You just joined in? You just finished it?” “I stopped it.” I froze. The tears didn’t stop running down my cheeks, even when I tried to force them. The horns. The retreat. The way it ended was too fast. “That doesn’t change anything,” I said, but it came out uneven now, breath catching between the words. “You were still there. My father is still dead. My pack is still gone.” “I know, and I had nothing to do with it.” That acknowledgment hit deeper than anything else. I stepped back then, finally, my hands dropping uselessly to my sides. “You killed him,” I said, and my voice broke completely on the last word.

- Report to the CSU from across the line. - Whatever it is. Tell me. - You felt the spine of your back shiver. - The fingerprint of the phone we found at the scene, the information accessed, everything indicates that we have the killer under our eyes, someone who infiltrated without raising suspicion.... - He paused while the commander’s eyes were filled with tears. - I’m very sorry Petter, but John Martinez is Andy’s killer. - concluded.

“Then, one day, I got a call from Jace my younger brother. I’m sure you remember him?” “Yes,” I replied softly. “Jace was always such a sweet boy… but I don’t remember the best friend you're talking about.” “Sofie.” I blinked. “Oh. Yes. I heard she committed suicide. Poor child… I remember hearing she was going through a lot.” Callum shook his head slowly. “That’s what they want you to think. But it’s a lie, Scarlett. Sofie didn’t kill herself. She was murdered.” My breath hitched. “What…?”

Rainey got wise to my lies and exposed me. Shaun threatened to kill me when he found out the truth. Terrified, I begged him for mercy, but in the end, I had to play dead in order to escape his rage. But due to that ordeal, I'd lost my ability to have children. I hated Elizabeth Simmons. She'd tricked me into going back to her hometown, where she'd tormented me. I pushed her off the stairs one day, causing her to have a severe stroke. That was how I finally escaped her clutches.

I pulled out the knife hidden in my coat and drove it straight through Jasper’s ankle, pinning his leg to the ground. The vast, empty warehouse echoed with his anguished screams. The guards stationed outside burst in, their eyes widening at the sight of Jasper writhing on the floor and my blood-smeared face. They froze in place, clearly unsure of what to do. Noticing their hesitation, I slipped off the watch on my wrist, letting it fall to the ground with a sharp clink. “This is a military-grade GPS tracker. In less than three minutes, my family and the police will be swarming this place. Ask yourselves—are the scraps he’s paying you really worth your lives?”