Killing Stalking Manga Online Novels & Stories

Stacy took her seat again and had a sorry look on her face. “Don’t look like that, its an Nogitsune, a Kitsune who has turned vile, they feed on chaos, pain and strife, please whatever you do, be careful hunting this thing, they are ancient and unforgiving.” Nikki no longer had a bite in her voice; she was truly worried for her friend. “Nikki, what aren’t you telling me?” Stacy asked noticing the tears welling in her friends deep brown eyes. “I think it may be the same one that killed Raul.” the tears were no longer being held back; instead they were flowing free down her cheeks and dripping to her tank top.

The Reaper hissed angrily. Then Rena suddenly appeared and run towards the wall and kicked it, sending herself flying towards the Reaper. Rena back flipped in mid air and slashed the dagger into the Reaper's head and landed on the ground like a feather. The monster cried and it vanished into shadows and back to the abyss. She killed it. With a breath, Rena stood up and smiled at Serra. "Killing Reapers would be my new hobby now" Rena said, panting. Then they both laughed.

I ranted. “And the gunfire?” he questioned. “Shinobu is dead.” I shrugged, walking into my bedroom. “You… you killed him?” he stammered. “Of course. A lesson needed to be learned. No one pretends to be Kitsune. No one kills in my name but me.” I answered as I calmly began to undress.

Stacy laughed as she exclaimed I have to earn as much money as I can in the next year so we can ride to school in style. Stacy and Sandra arrived at school and parted ways as they went to their classes. Stacy walked into her home room class oblivious to the fact that in the shadows watching her walk to school was a lone figure with an old grey hoodie that had seen better days. He had listened to the young girls talk about the babysitter stalker and thought to himself just how wrong young Stacy was. He had laid low for awhile since the last time, but it would seem that is was time for another appearance.

“AKIA! DON’T!” “I FOUND OUT THAT ARES IS MY STALKER!” The moment those words leave her mouth, my blood starts to boil. “ARES SAW ME ALL THOSE YEARS AGO AND DECIDED THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HIS! HE HARASSED ME, MY FAMILY, AND MY FRIENDS FOR YEARS!” The tide is turning for me. I vowed to make her stalker pay for all of the pain he put her through, and now I know that person is my brother. He terrorized our mate, and that has to be answered for. “ARES AS MY STALKER, NOT ONLY HARASSED ME. HE IS THE ONE WHO KILLED MY PARENTS!” I feel my body shaking in rage. Roul is pacing in my mind, begging to be let free. “HE NOT ONLY KILLED MY PARENTS-”

Not letting her be a lot distant from him. "So what's your game here, Stalker? You claim that you own me yet you don't want to show who and what you are," she mockingly said, hiding the nervousness she's feeling. As much as possible, she did not want to convey to him that he had a strong effect on her. She continued to back away to get away from him but she almost screamed when in the last step, she tripped and lost her balance. She was expecting the floor to be her downfall but got very relieved when the soft bed caught her body.

Playing with Adam is tantamount to his own life. Killed him? Yes, of course. But not with Adam's own hands. Adam prefers to play with charlatans. He would make a disgruntled person suffer and want to end their own life. Very fun, right? Just try playing with Adam, so you know how it feels. It sure tastes great. TBC.

“Yo, what the fuck is this, Brix?” I aim the gun below his waist, knowing that anything above is classified as attempted murder, and I'm not trying to take a charge for that. “I fucking warned you to stay the fuck out of my shit with my little bird, didn't I?” “She was bound to find out that you were fucking stalking her. All I fucking did was speed up the heartbreak.” “Oh, you think this shit is funny?” Aiming at his knee, I fire my gun and watch him collapse to the pavement, hollering at the top of his lungs as the bullet pierces right through his flesh.

My mom squeezing my arms tightly almost as a warning. I need to shut up. I panic when I realize that he is trying to take the papers away, “Sorry sorry sorry.” I chant and look at him, pleading. “You know how in a lot of horror and thriller movies, the smartass gets killed off first?” “Are you going to kill me?” my eyes widen as I stare at his hauntingly alluring eyes. “No I am not a killer.” “Again….you just killed a person.” For fuck’s sake, Zara, please shut up.

Cakra then punches the nozzle resulting in the gun bursting out. “Koji! Leave Alfi to me! I leave that Doujin complex to you. Maybe if you kill him, it will wear off.” Kartika exclaimed. Koji then runs in Manik’s direction to attack. Manik easily expands his palm to defend himself. “That’s true, the only way to wear it off is by killing me, but are you even able to do so?” Manik asked. “Tch, we’ll see!” Koji exclaimed keeping slashing that giant palm.