Lakewood Slasher Novels & Stories

This time, I knew exactly where to go. Lakewood. The streets reeked of desperation, the kind of place where cops wouldn’t bother showing their faces. The second my car rolled in, men began emerging from the shadows. Cigarettes dangling from their lips, bottles in hand, eyes tracking me like wolves. I parked, stepping out calmly. One man, wiry and scarred, stepped forward. "You lost, Volkov?" I gave him a cold smile. "Not at all. Where’s Hunter? Tell him I’m here."

Slap. Chad received a slap across his face and was sent flying. “I said, don’t touch him,” Sword Freak said coldly. Chad was so scared that he shuddered. He was a little in over his head, and he only sensed Sword Freak’s murderous intent when he came back to his senses. This was Northriver’s number one killer. If Sword Freak wanted to, he could kill anyone in the Lloyd family. Seemingly terrified, Chad took a few steps back frantically.

*"You better not be late for my party, Kara. And please wear the dress I got for you. I love you. See you soon. Your best friend, Kelly." I rolled my eyes. Kelly could be so dramatic. The streetlights cast a dull glow over the wet roads as I drove, but my mind wasn’t on the traffic or the rain. It was on the case Zach had handed me this morning. Another hiker found dead—third one this month. Same bite marks, same mountain area. The department was being careful, but everyone had the same suspect in mind: werewolves. The thought lingered until I reached home. A quick shower, a struggle against my mattress calling me to bed, and then I was forcing myself into the dress Kelly had picked out.

“I became an asshole, right in front of Skye, and said nasty and malicious words towards her twin sister.” “You fucked up big time Hakan!” “You think I don’t know about that, Lily?!” “You fully know that the most important person in Skye’s life is her twin right? Heck, even our whole university knows that fact! You can’t see Zella without Skye right next to her and you can’t speak badly of her without Skye threatening to cut your tongue. So, why in the world did you do so? With two months left before your marriage with Skye, that is?”

David grumbled, “After everything tonight, and that is the one thing you have a problem with?” “Sorry,” stated Hank, as he turned his glaring eyes on the other man. “But things like that don’t normally happen.” “What about the ghosts,” asked David with a tone of sass in his voice. “That I can believe,” the police detective growled at him. “I have heard many stories around Spokane and other areas about haunted places. But never have I heard about people changing shape to animals being true!”

“I'm not going to die, Klauss. I don't care if that's your plan, I'm not going to let you stop me from seeing my kids. “You're going to see them, because I'm going to kill them all.” says Klauss smiling as if telling the most amazing joke. His hand is raised showing two fingers and the sound of the werewolves with guns pointed at me, appear, causing him to smile. The red dots are on my head and on my chest at the level of heart. “Make just one move, Lake and then, I will send you to know hell and logically you will find your wife and little demons from her womb.” says Klauss smiling.

"I'm not finished yet, little bird. Almost, but not yet." I make one clean cut, slicing his cock and his balls off with one swift move, cradling them in my hand as he bleeds out, almost passing out from the pain and loss of blood. I hear her throw up beside me as I flip him to his stomach and spread his legs, getting ready to fuck his ass with his own cock, seeing how he likes being raped like he raped my little bird. I manage to get his semi-hard cock into his ass, along with a few thick sticks, and I leave them in there as I flip him back to his back to finish him off once and for all. I hold my knife above my head as a rush of dizziness washes over me, sending me swaying back and forth on

Detective Harry Macmillan was in an office at Scotland Yard, who had taken an oath herself, to find the murderer of Willemina Winchester; she was analyzing some papers, they were the notes on how the body had been found, with a couple of holes in the neck, some of the funeral service agents and others said with fear; "It must be a vampire", "or some demonic being", those were the rumors that ran through the streets of the city, in the other bodies that had been found the marks were the same, he had his fountain pen between his lips and his nose, he thoughtfully read each one of those notes.

He asked taking my hand in his as he led me in. “No she hasn’t actually. She has promised to I guess we just haven’t found the time.” I said. “There are a lot of places that Silverwoods has, it wasn’t hard to construct because we have the resources and the time. It would not be smart to spend your whole life somewhere and not make use of it.” He said as he took me to a booth where I sat down and got comfortable. “On the weird side of it, It is a werewolf kind of diner.” He said to me and then he picked up the menus that were on the table and pointed to one for me.

The words felt like they were clawing their way out of me. "Marco Leonardo?" I furrowed my brows. All she did was nod in confirmation. That's was the guy I was planning to kill. I didn't even know what he looked like but I still wanted to kill, funny. I quickly left her room and went to get any computer I could see. One thing about me that most people have no idea about is that I can get what I want by just typing codes in my computer. I had to learn that for easy access of my victims.