Killing Stalking Comic Novels & Stories

The most hardened criminals became putty in his hands. After all, the subconscious cannot lie. Countless reporters waited outside, their cameras rolling, ready to broadcast the historic moment. [The truth is finally coming out! Can't wait!] [How does a coma patient kill someone? Is she actually psychic?] [Could she be a metahuman? Like, with some kind of unknown superpower?] [Everyone, stop guessing. She's about to confess everything herself!] Dr. Sterling expertly steered our conversation into a deep, probing exchange.

In the Blue moon pack, Riley is idly sitting in Carter's office. She was feeling restless and she did everything to divert her attention from last night's incident. But she couldn't forget the faces of all those women who were killed by her stalker. 'What kind of a monster is he? Torturing and killing so many women is not something sane people would do. He is definitely not normal. Even a mental asylum would not take him in. Death is the right punishment for him. He is playing with the lives of so many innocent women for his sick pleasures ' she was thinking about her stalker.

It felt like he was reading an adventure story except that, here, he was not a reader, but one of the characters-the suffering protagonist probably. His stalker was the villain here. "You fucking undermined me, but I'm sure you have come to your senses now." The stalker said again, "If you make any more funny moves, I am going to catch you, and torture you severely. I have got all your life under watch, right here before me. All your life in a computer."

After getting what his co-gang wanted, they gave it to me to have it scanned and to the tables to eat it. Aside from Josh, thankfully, the others aren't causing any trouble. Looks like tonight will be a peaceful night… "Hey spider gang!" Oh, sh*t. "What the f*ck you want?" Gardo stands up and goes outside to face the evil gang. That's what they call themselves. Those two are mortal enemies, and based on the other gang boss' tone, they'll skin each other alive tonight. One by one, Gardo's underlings went outside. Josh follows them.

And here we are. "You still want to be alive?" he nods his head. "Okay," he looked at me shocked. "Thank you, thank you." I got up and make my way to drake. Drake raised his brows looking at me curiously. "So you’re going to let him live?" I scoffed then quickly raised my gun and shot Mr. Ricci at his head sending blood flying everywhere. Bet he didn’t see that coming. I turned to the drake, he looked at me in disbelief. "What? I need drama." Every time we go out for a mission I always go for the interesting kill rather than the basic and simple one.

“I am not interested. Go and talk about it without me, I’m not included with you guys, anyway.” I walked. I did not mind bidding goodbye to Nikolai who was intently watching and hearing me and Clark talk. Clark followed me. “This is not a joke anymore, Xienne. Come and think about it. Two of our classmate was killed.” I looked at him. “And?” “What if someone from us is the killer.” I chortle. “You are being paranoid, Clark. Stop watching cheap horror movies. You are creating your own horror.” “I thought you are smart, Xienne. I am stating possibilities here.”

"Ok, I really think that you are losing it. Who is even this Ashley?" "Don't act like you don't know." Jake sneered, coming at me but Russell held him back. "I know you killed her." And leave it up to Jake to be the only one to accuse me of some girl's death. "Do you even hear yourself right now?" I asked, drinking my spinach smoothie. Again, Jake managed to turn our wonderful day into a pointless story. “She is crazy and a stalker.” Jake said, Still pointing his dirty fingernails in my face.

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

Killing her would means going to jail plus this woman hasn't done any wrong to her. It's just that she feels like if she kills her, Lily would feel the pain which is exactly what she needed. For Lily to fall into a deep pain but any sort of pain that can not force Lily to pack out of Drake Bell's house is not worthy of what she can stress herself over.

A second later, the lights flickered back on. Both of them blinked against the sudden brightness while rain continued crashing loudly outside the apartment windows. Damian let out a breath. “Okay. Storm. Cool. I was mentally preparing for a serial killer standing behind the shower curtain.” Quinn laughed softly, her forehead resting briefly against his shoulder. “You watch too many horror movies.” “I profile murderers for fun, Quinn. My brain isn’t healthy.” The warmth between them returned almost instantly after that. Easier now somehow. Familiar.