Joe The Cannibal Novels & Stories

Joe’s voice interrupted Tyr’s mystifying thoughts, “Tyr Summers, who’d have known you’d be so young?” Tyr finally directed his gaze to Joe. At first glance, Tyr could tell that Joe was a wolf. A wolf that had gone insane from starvation and was searching for food everywhere. “I never knew that an illegitimate child of the Quintus family could tolerate humiliation to this extent either. It’s truly shocking. And you’re even younger than me,” said Tyr, walking over to Joe. As he closed in, the sensation became stronger. “Let’s speak in private,” replied Joe.

He kept forcing more in, not caring if I was choking or crying. “Swallow,” he said coldly. I had no choice. I swallowed, again and again, my throat burning, my chest aching. Tears ran freely down my face as humiliation and fear mixed together inside me. Joe finally stepped back, satisfied. Joe promised her it wasn't poisoned; he needed her alive for his plan, so he made her stuff the food in her mouth forcefully.

I took a bite of the pasta and it was so tasty. “This is so delicious Joe,” I moaned. I then turned to Joe to ask him if he wanted some. I froze when I saw the hungry look in his eyes that were sent my way. He did not look like he was hungry for his food anymore. He looked like he was hungry for something else. He looked as if he wanted to eat me. I cleared my throat and asked, “You okay?” He took a sprite of his sprite and then shook his head. Not replying to my question and decided to take a bite of his food.

Mandy told Joe that she would call him in a few hours after talking to the owner. Mandy called Joe and asked for another meeting. During the meeting, Mandy asked Joe if he would be interested in shipping some items to Korea in exchange for a baby. Joe agreed. He had no idea where this would lead. Now he has good cover to find Tommy. He works for the company and could get more information. Mandy instructed him that she would call him to have the baby. But it's quick to do.

Getting to see her would be a dream come through. Joe relaxed his back on the seat, he was feeling uncomfortable, for the mission was just beginning. This was the first time he was going to kill someone. He brought out the gun from his pocket and weighed it one more time. “Oh good lord help me” he prayed. “We are here sir” the driver alerted. It was Pablo's old hiding spot, in the cottage in the woods. Probably no one knew of such a location yet. Joe observed the environment for a while and smiled at his survey.

, he said looking like a teenager who was looking for permission. "Fine", he growled leaving to get some butter, muttering as he left. Joe chuckled. It was one of the ways he brought fun to his world. He produced the butter he used the day before. Harver came back. "I brought the... ". Joe was done with breakfast. And he had taken his sword. "Let's go. You're late ", he said walking past Harver who stared after him in annoyance. Narrator's Pov Skin Croc Gang hideout.

’’ ‘’Well, the picture there, though badly done, looked so innocent, I never suspected that it harbored any secrets. ‘’The syndicate believes in looking after itself, Major,’’ Joe said. ‘’I see.’’ Joe stepped aside to allow the Major to preceded him on the steps going down the Major started going down… He was on the second step down when Joe, moving with the speed of a panther and viciousness of a rattlesnake, unsheathed his nine-inch hunting knife and plunged it to the hilt between the shoulder blades of the unsuspecting major.

Introducing my friends to Joe who stood up immediately taking Coco's hands and kissing it, “Am Joe and this Boss here, He said touching Don is my paddy and I can take a bullet for him” He said to Coco who smiled, “And me too am Coco and Lizzy over here is my friend, I mean our friend” Coco said pointing to Kylie who was only looking at Don. “Nice to meet you Coco” Joe said to Coco taking her by telling her to lead as He was busy watching her ass. Don was about to open a one million dollar champagne as there was a beep on His penthouse, probably The guy He was just talking to who entered looking and smelling money just like them,

Alia questioned, her intense stare revealing her skepticism, her tone heavy with seriousness. Alia's eyes narrowed, cutting through Joe's relaxed facade. "Are you really saying you tried to steal from me because you're hungry and without a home?" Joe's shoulders drooped, his face betraying embarrassment. "Yeah, that's pretty much it." Her lips tightened, skepticism evident in her voice. "And you think I should buy that?" Joe met her gaze, a hint of desperation flickering in his eyes. "I’m not proud of it, alright? But I haven’t eaten in days, and I’ve been crashing on benches."

He let out a sigh as he examined the knife, “I need you. You are the key for me to get what I want.” “What do you mean?” I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He stepped closer to me and glided the knife over my cheek. The coldness of it made my skin crawl. “You are the key for me to get revenge on the one who killed my brother. The man who swoons over you.” My eyes narrowed; does he mean Casio? “You know who I’m talking about.” He smiled, then lifted my chin with the knife to meet his gaze, “Casio Capone.”