Murder Sans Novels & Stories

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?

Those watching this horrific and merciless assault laughed casually, clapped, or whistled. Eugene glared at his own trembling hand gripping the fork. Fear? No. What he felt when he saw Valentine's murder scene was probably fear. The emotion making his hand tremble now was closer to disgust. Which is worse, killing someone or mercilessly beating them? In conclusion, murder might be considered the greater sin, but to Eugene, who had witnessed both firsthand, the current assault felt more vicious and disgusting. Eugene tried to focus on the fact that the leather jacket was a vile person who not only forcibly touched the women in the shop but also drove one to suicide.

Liam walked in silence all the way to Chloe's car and stood at the door averting his eyes. "Well?" She said after five minutes of silence and eye aversion. "Uh…The case is closed…Well, I still have a lot of paperwork to file, but…It was found to be homicidal murder with the deceased Veronica Moulton as the perpetrator, and her death was deemed a suicide." "Oh." She looked at him with no expression. She was relieved to be finished with all of this nonsense and had decided when she was working on the crossword puzzle to forget about Liam and work on piecing her shattered life back together.

I muttered, my mind racing. Derek then showed me a picture on the tablet. My hands trembled as I saw Kian's back, brutalized with the words "Murdered by M" seared onto his flesh with a hot iron-like object. I felt a surge of emotions well up within me. "Who is M?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Derek explained that M was a mysterious figure who had also been responsible for the murder of Sara. "Sara was murdered by this same person?" I asked Derek, my shock evident.

hinugasan ko ito sa gripo ng lababo Ang damit ko at agad na tumakbo kung san ko iniwan si manuel.Pinunasan ko ang nga dugo sa katawan nya at pinagmasdan ang buong muhka nya.Napaka gwapo ng lalaking to nasisiguro ko ngang kamuhka ko sya pero bakit?bakit sinabi sakin ng investigator ko na nandito sya?!at bat sinabi sakin na nagpunta ng paris si manuel.Pagkatapos ko mahpunas ng mga dugo ay nakita ko ang bakas ng pinamalo sa likod nya.at isang saksak sa kanan na braso at dalawa sa kaliwang braso!Ang akala ko ay ako palang makakagawa sayo ng ganyan na unahan na pla ako.

Cassandra shifted back and flashed in anger. ‘ You are a murderer. You murdered your own father. You don’t even love your sister’. -‘ Yeah yeah. I did’, he said airily as if murdering his own father was as grave as crushing an ant. ‘ I killed that old man. He was my nemesis. Always opposed my plans and actions. He only wanted the welfare of his followers. I wanted power, wealth. Whatever we looted from the nobles, he donated everything. I detested that. So I ended him. As for Selene, I gave her a choice. She chose him. It's not my fault’.

She went back out and they saw her question somebody at a nearby desk, before making a call from the line phone. Claudia elbowed Silvia and nodded to one of the big posters on the only durlock wall of their fishbowl. She looked up to see a huge picture of the face of a woman, with eyes like clear water that reminded her of Jim’s and dark hair floating behind her. The lower half of her face was covered by a thick stroke of black with four big letters in white: MØRE. “You know who that is?” Claudia asked. “Should I?”

Being elite manslaughter, Mort and his team eliminate the foes in just a matter of seconds. Sumire was weakened, fall on her knee, and could hardly stand in the middle of the pool of blood and mutilated corpses clasping her throbbing chest when Mort scooped her from the floor. He carried her in a bridal style and she encircle her arms around his neck. Sumire buried her face in his chest and from there, an orb of tears escape from her eyes. Mort, on the other hand, felt her cold hands and her body trembled even though she look so serene in the middle of chaos earlier. The maiden sobbed in silence that his suit get soaked and he felt the hot tears streaming down his chest. Jaw-clenched, his co

They shout for Syd, the first guy steps on the wire and there’s a moment before it goes off, Sansom blurs out the front door again with one other person following on his heels. The other two are staring at the wire, and not moving. Idiots, the faster one gets blasted in the back, and thrown forwards out of frame. The other two are splattered all over the walls, there was no recovering from that. It’s a much bigger explosion than he’d thought it would be. Sansom comes back into frame to look inside again.

She was clearly dead, but he continued to stab her again and again, as if he were a mindless robot. By the time the police got there, Luna's body was nearly unrecognizable. Cody accepted all of the charges by the police, and he didn't defend himself at all. The court's verdict came quickly. Cody was sentenced to death.