Marcy Killers Novels & Stories

threatened Annalia while also laughing like crazy. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Marcel screamed maniacally. Annalia jumped a little when Marcel suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at her. Marcel grinned when he saw that Annalia panicked. "Yes, bitch. Shut up.” Annalia recoiled as Marcel approached her with the gun still pointed at her face. "Victor Acardi is dead," Marcel mumbled as if he wasn't telling that to himself but rather to Anna. He's gone crazy.

******CEDRIC POV****** My eyes widened, trembling as I stared at Marci, completely stunned by the words he had just said. “What do you mean, Marci?” I asked, my voice rising. “That man killed my parents and the rogues!” Marci let out a long sigh and shook his head. “Did you see him kill them?” I shot to my feet, rage boiling under my skin. My eyes burned red, and fur began to creep along my arms. “Are you saying my parents were murdered by a ghost, Marci?!” “No, my Lord,” he said firmly, trying to keep his voice steady. “But you need to calm down and listen to me.”

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT Sorrow and Stars and Light Eddie Warshouski was getting tired of Detective Bridger. “So your old girlfriend and your mother were both murdered, and now your new wife is attacked, as well? You’re sort of the Typhoid Mary of killers, aren’t you?” Well, ouch, Eddie thought. This man pulls no punches. “I told you I wasn’t in town for my mother’s murder. I was getting married. And a man in my girlfriend’s building killed her. He was a whack job. And this guy that attacked Bryony—”

Marcia said smiling while scanning the skylark in front of her, “Underfed and mistreated by these idiots, I should kill them all for this.” “It seems they were misinformed about selling the bird is all, perhaps teaching them to not try doing this again instead of killing everyone might prove a better solution in the long run?” Rex said, putting his hand on Marcia’s shoulder, making her turn away from Poe and the others and look at Rex. “Kill them and word spreads about what I do to people to capture them also serves as good a solution, it's what I’ve always done” Marcia growled, still scowling.

I didn’t care who this guy was, he was already trying what little patience I had remaining. “Marcus please. We’re all on edge. As you’re aware my daughter’s mate went to fight as well. So I have a large stake in his welfare,” Luca said, calmly. He removed his hand but I was still lurched forward, impatient. “Ryan has killed both Mercy and Tully. Two old vampires who were very well connected. There were many witnesses, it was right in front of your house. A few homes were caught on fire with people in them. Three police were killed,” he said.

I didn’t know that mate and bond thing is something serious. That is exactly why you are on the Healer’s couch, aren’t you? Yes, I almost forgot that, even me, views the mate and bond thingy as somewhat essential for living. “It was my father’s mistake,” Zarion inhaled, this man—whom I always regard as intimidating and dominating—have let remorse fill his voice. Impressive. “He couldn’t wait to be married and bear a child. He was so stubborn and doesn’t believe in being mated to another woman. But once his real mate appears in his life, he left us. Brandon is basically his love child.” Zarion’s face turned into a scowl, reminiscing the memories that eventually trickled down his face into a c

Victor Kane had been there. He had stood in the same building as her father. On the same night. At the same time. And her father had ended up dying. "Why did he wait this long?" Elena asked. Marcus's expression shifted slightly. "He received a payment the week after your father's death. Cash. Untraceable." He paused deliberately. "He believes it came from Kane Holdings." Silence. Then: "He paid him to stay quiet," Elena whispered. "That's what Tanner believes." She stood up from the chair.

Marcus looked at her, trying to figure out if she will tell the truth or not, but in the end, he let go of her and trust her. “Now explain everything.” “Remember the incident two years ago where your mom and dad were involved?” Mariko asked, which made him nod. “Yes. Some syndicates did it and wanted nothing but to get their car. But my parents refuse to give up and they ended up getting my mom killed and my father escaped.” Mariko shook her head in disagreement. Marcus frowned quizzically. “What do you mean? Don’t tell me what I’ve known didn’t really be the truth? Who killed my mother, then?” He asked as he started to get annoyed.

"Marcus was alive. All those years. Watching. Waiting." "Yes." "And now he is dead." "Yes." I turned to my grandmother. "Who killed him?" She looked at the floor. "Dante Marchetti. He found Marcus in Prague. He tortured him. Killed him. Burned the body." Rex's face went pale. "My uncle killed Marcus?" "Yes." "Why?" "Because Marcus knew the truth. About the program. About the investors. About Dante's role in everything." "Dante wanted to silence him." "Yes." Rex pulled out his gun. "I am going to kill him."

"Anyway, that’s not why I came all the way out here. You know that." I did. My pulse picked up, but I kept my face as calm as I could. I couldn’t let him see how scared I felt inside. I took a slow breath and asked, "Have they found the attackers? The ones who killed aunt Marcia and the rest of the men?" Darren nodded once and his jaw tightened. "They found most of them. But they’d all been shot. Either they did it themselves or someone who sent them took care of it. They didn’t leave any loose ends."