Killing Stalking Ending Novels & Stories

I wrap my arms around her, hoping to give her a little warmth and comfort. “Thank you again for coming to find me,” she whispers. “Don’t thank me. If I were better at my job, you never would have ended up here.” “Don’t say that. He said he killed you Hope. I’m just glad you’re not dead,” she says, hugging me for a moment before we hear Mr. Northway take a deep breath. “Not the sweetest blood I’ve ever tasted, but still filling,” he says, dropping the stalker on the ground and turning to look at us.

“I’m happy to hear you finally figured it all out. There’s just one part you got wrong though. I’m going to kill your parents FIRST, Cassandra. And you, my dear, are going to watch them die.” She held up the phone. It was in video mode. The hitman was recording. He was…he was going to record himself killing my parents. “You fucking bitch,” Stella hollered just then. She lunged for Ellie, but Ellie was too quick. She kicked Stella hard in the stomach, sending her flying backwards. Then she ran to the corner of the room and reached into her purse. “Another picture, you fucking lunatic?” Stella snapped from the ground. “What else could you possibly have to show us?”

“She took you from me.” “I was never yours,” I snapped. Alicia’s eyes darkened. “You were. Once.” “That’s over,” I said coldly. “This obsession... it’s over.” Her lips curled into a bitter smile. “You think killing me will end this?” “Yes,” I replied without hesitation. She stepped even closer, the barrel of the gun almost touching her chest. “Then do it,” she whispered. I hesitated. For just a second. And that’s when she moved.

Both Mhorein and Aiden were looking at me, Puzzled. "I told you they were killed one by one." I said. "How'd you tell?" "The older the blood stains were the more hidden it was. The killer killed them one by one and murdered the first victim in a more hidden place. And as they slowly loose more people in the house, There wouldnt be any witness. So the last one was killed without needing to be hidden. So they just straight up killed them on the stairs." Mhorein looked at me. "Makes sense to me." Aiden said. Mhorein stared at nothing.

"Silence!!" Turning his back, he looked at his stalker who was now down on the ground, her smile still present but eyes closing down. Her hand tightly held in her father's grip. As he kissed her knuckles and smiled. She is again doing it, I can see it. Trying to hide her pains with that gorgeous smile of hers. Even if she is going to die, she still won't tell you to worry you. Such is my selfless stalker. "Call the doctors and get the room ready"

Due to lack of breath and cold embracing her Zara passed out. “Bye, bye, Zara Darling…” Were the killers last words she heard Seeing Zara passed out, the killer pulled his silver weapon out of his hood. He raised his hand in the air to finish and brought it towards her chest….

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

But before they could reach it, Alexandra's figure appeared from behind the chimney. “You're amazing, Vic,” she smiled, gun drawn. “No wonder Stefan fell in love with you. But unfortunately,” she pointed the gun at Stefan, ”I don't like sharing my toys.” Everything happened in a split second. The sound of a gunshot. Stefan's body was pushed back. Blood seeped down his white Ermenegildo Zegna shirt. And Vic, the “Calculated Killer”, finds himself in a position he never expected - having to choose between saving the man who loves him or pursuing the truth about his own family.

I pushed her away. “You cheated. I did nothing. Why should I apologize?” I was about to throw her out when she sneered and shoved her phone in front of my face. The moment I saw the screen, all the blood drained from my body. My mother hung above a rapidly spinning industrial grinder. “You have always been petty and vicious. If you did not spread those rumors, then who did? Shane, if you do not apologize, your mother will be ground into pieces because of you.” I watched in horror as the rope slowly lowered her closer to the blades.

Rather, they fixed their gazes on me, like I was an honored statue. And the moment I stepped in with my chin raised, I heard whispers among the werewolves. Some whispers were in my favor. But the rest was not. Not that I actually cared about that. It has been some days since I killed that stalker. And, with Daxter off my back, and with a few investigations, I was able to find the culprit behind the stalker. It was Kelly, again. But, I refuse to believe that Kelly was smart enough to do that. Someone must be behind her. But, who could it possibly be?