Marcy Killers Novels & Stories

"You are a fucking liar!" "Don't feel bad about this betrayal, Cayden Rivarro," the mysterious bastard chuckled. "This is the first and least of the many sorrows I wish to inflict on you." "He just manifested his invisible minions," Marcy said. "Protect the coward," the bastard said to the empty space and Marcy's face darkened. "They're protecting your bitch," she hissed. "I'll kill your children if you come close," Bella said. Marcy stared at Bella for a few seconds then took out her claws and slashed her wrist, her crimson blood flowing onto the floor.

“These small towns are famous for them. All we have to do is find it out and bring it out into the open. It shouldn’t be too hard, I’ve done it before.” “First, I want to destroy whatever she and Trent have,” Marcy said, clearly enjoying the possibilities before them as much as Nickie was. “I want them to hate each other… After all, he’s rightfully yours, right?” She went on and Nickie grinned even more with a nod. “I know just where to start,” Marcy announced, jumping down from her bar stool.

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

She had been trying to warn Maria all along. "Maria?" Mr. Thomspon looked back and asked. "Is everything okay? You look pale." "Marcus Chen is dead," she said. "They killed him." "What?" She told him everything Sarah had said. Mr. Thomspon was scared, so Robert is cleaning up his mess and getting rid of anybody twhoay want to stand in his way. "So we have to get smart and work fas,," Maria said. "Before he gets rid of us t ,too

“Who did Jay kill?” “Marcel Damiano was killed last night at the fight, by Jay Turner.” Jasper remembered Reid’s misery over Marcella’s unhappiness. Oh god, he thought. Reid was probably home by now and had learned of his best friend, ex-lover, and second’s death at Jay’s hands. He shot to his feet. “I need to go.”

That must have been horrible," my mom said sympathetically. "For them, yes," Marct said. "I don't remember a thing. Probably because I had a head shot, so...I don't remember much of the incident." I need to make sure something like this doesn't happen to Jackson and Michael. Sandy needs to be gone before they get married. I can't put it past him to not do some shit like this. And I have to do something about Karen's spy working for them. That dreadful feeling won't let me settle, knowing the person is closer than I'd like him to be.

Candy Hall lowered her eyes and looked at the dagger, could not stop shaking, shook her head stiffly: "It will kill people, no ......" "There's a private clinic right next to the neighborhood, don't worry about it, he won't die." Marisa Darcycame up to her, red lips opened and closed, as if a viper spitting, making a sound more like a death knell from hell: "If you don't castrate him, I'll kill you, one or the other." Candy Hall saw Marisa Miller's ruthlessness in her eyes, and she knew that people would do anything to protect themselves.

Hannah said, speaking to Aimea on the phone. "Hi Hannah, I heard all the things going on on Darell's house, do you know anything about it?" Aimea asked. "Yes mother, it was Marcelyn that did the killings, I saw her with my own two eyes. Marcelyn is a very dangerous being and she needs to separate from others before she will cause more harm". Hannah said. "Alright, thank you Aimea for this information, I will handle it right away". Aimea said angrily. "Thank you Mother, Hannah replied excitedly and hung up the call. She was so glad that her plan was coming to fruition.

"Precious? She's crazy, she turned Marcia's life upside down by getting her involved in drugs. Marlon and I were trying to help her but she wouldn't listen to us anymore." "Do you think she would have killed your friends?" I asked him softly and his features hardened a bit. "As crazy as she is I don't think she would be able to do anything like that," He said frowning. "Do you have any idea who would then?" Ant asked, he was obviously annoyed but he kept his cold demeanour. "No. I went out to get groceries for Mrs Jenkins and when I came back my best friends are dead on the floor since I have hemophobia. I passed out holding onto Marcia's hand and when I woke up I found a knife in my hands."

Marc growled. He yanked off his belt and cracked it against the floor. The sound echoed sharply through the room. "Uncle," Cassandra said softly, shaking her head. "Don’t. You wanna go to prison just for killing him?" Marc gave her a quick blink—a signal. It was just an act. "No one’s gonna care, as long as there’s no witness," he chuckled darkly. "But I could be your witness," Cassandra said. "So... you’re siding with the guy who tried to kill you?" Marc asked.