Novel & Cerita Killer In Bloody Crayons

Pumunta ito sa drawer at may kinuhang black paper. Death Note! Inabot sa akin ni Quatro ang papel. Umigting ang panga ko. Ang ginamit na salita ni Glodielyn ay secret word ng Assassin's. Isa siyang Assassin!

Inside: slaughterhouse reek, his men eviscerated, entrails steaming in pools of gore. Catwalk boots thundered. Three shadows spawned—AKs barking wild. Carlo's world slowed: *phut-phut-phut*—first skull vaporized in crimson mist. Knife-wielding fucker charged; Carlo twisted like smoke, elbow pulverizing windpipe—cartilage exploded, man drowning in his own blood. Last rat sprayed lead; bullets chewed crates to splinters. Carlo vaulted cover, double-tap to heart and head—body danced like a puppet, then rag-doll crumpled.

Tiniis ko ang mga ‘yon until I noticed something different from me. Mayroong isang gabi na punong-puno na ako. Hindi ko na nakontrol pa ang galit ko at lumaban ako. Lumaban ako hanggang sa matagpuan ko na lang ang sarili na punong-puno ng dugo. There were taint of blood all over my body while three people are soaking on their own blood. Until I realized, I was the one who did this. I killed them, I managed to kill them all by myself not to mention they are Sir Matthew’s trusted men. Trained ang mga ito at mas malawak ang experience kaysa sa akin so I was wondering how I did that. Sir Matthew saw it. But instead of getting mad, I was surprised that he complimented me. “Good job. I should cons

It was somewhere connected to the assassin's clue for me, she was clearly telling me that it was the letter H who manipulates me, and I know that it was Heins! Ang panghuling clue na nakuha ko kaninang umaga ay ang nagpalakas sa aking kutob tungkol doon sa tao na gustong pumatay kay Francesca. Lette. Paulette Cruella Ward. It was our principal's nickname. Konektado ito sa liham na ipinadala niya sa clinic ng campus, mayroong emoji roon na nakalagay. Hinanap ko iyon sa internet at nakita ko na ang pangalan no’n ay palette. Ang palette ay ginagamit ng mga taong nagp-painting, iyon ang sabi sa akin ni Kuya Neb noong nagbakasyon ako roon. And I saw paintings, paint brushes and acrylics on her wa

ani Inspector Fajardo. Daven read the note on the document and I saw his lip twitched a bit, "The killer is just basically saying that what crime happened bloody will end with something bloody. That possible crime is Freya's case. Therefore, the killer is indicating her case because it was the bloody crime that happened first before this new crime that is similar to it." "W-What?" Hindi makapaniwang usal ko.

Her lips painted with a velvety maroon lipstick is pursed in straight and grim line. She didn’t even hesitate to shoot anyone in the middle of their brows. She didn’t even flinched when she snapped someone’s neck. Kung walang ingay at pulido kung gumalaw si Linda kanina ay mas wala kang ingay na maririnig kay Karmine ngayon. Karmine didn’t give a qualm when she stabbed someone in the heart and when she slit someone’s throat. She looks so fucking scary and terrifying to look at!

Ramdam ko rin ang tila ba walang katapusang pagbagsak ng mga luha ko. Nabaling ang atensyon ko kay Ramsay na humahalakhak ngayon. And with that, I immediately grabbed the gun na nasa thigh ko at walang pagdadalawang isip na itinutok ito sa ulo niya. And with that, I pulled the trigger. Pulling the trigger feels like a melody to me. His bløod is now scattered everywhere and it feels like an art to me. Seeing his deād body makes me feel happy too.

sambit ng lider ng Crucifix. Tahimik lang si Sandro na nakayuko at nagpapanggap na wala na itong ulirat pero kung nakikita lang nila ang kaniyang mga asul na mga mata ngayon na nagpupuyos sa sobrang galit –the raging madness of a devil, na kitang-kita kung gaano niya kagustong makawala sa gapos ng kadenang bakal sa kaniyang mga kamay at parusahan ang kaniyang mga kampon na nag-aaklas sa kaniya ngayon. He wants to get his gun and shoot them all –dead and drowning to their own blood. Pero mas mararamdaman dito ang sobrang galit niya sa kaniyang sarili dahil para siyang nauupos na sigarilyo na iilang sandali na lang ay maaaring mawalan na ng sindi.

Walang pag-iingat kong ipinamunas ang hawak kong tissue sa kamao kong puno na ng dugo. Sinong mag-aakala na ang isang tulad kong babae ay may nakatatago pa lang isang madilim na nakaraan? Ngunit hindi ko na nais pang balikan pa ang pagiging isang Assassin ko. Yes, I'm a Assassin before. Hindi lang ako kung sinu-sino lang dahil ako ang kinatatakutan ng lahat ng nakakakilala sa akin bilang si Sierra at hindi bilang si Harper na tunay kong pangalan. Kaya lang naman ako napasok sa ganoon sitwasyon ay dahil gusto kong mahanap ang mga taong naging dahilan kung bakit nawala sa akin si ate. Ang gusto ko, sa kamay ko mismo sila mamatay. Gusto kong maranasan nila ang sakit na ipinaranas nila kay ate K