Murder Sans Novels & Stories

"I'm someone who is destined to swat you." Mort began his rampage like a beast and kills them like a flash of a bullet. He brutally twisted and ripped their heads off, tearing their torso and limbs. With his extraordinary strength, Mort ruthlessly pulls their hearts out with his bare hand. The rest of them tried to fight back with knives and chains but Mort moves like a killing machine, ruthlessly slitting their throats with it. The sound of broken ankles, splashing of blood against the wall and floor, and grunts of pain echoed throughout the place. No emotion cruised on his face and the blood of the men he killed painted his face. No one is spared from his gruesome killing spree that lasted

She made no sound as she went over. No screams, no kicking, and crying. No one will know that it was me. This was simply just a murder suicide.

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.

Fanny grinned and queried, “How do you mean? I thought you said you were going to get his cell phone to check the people he spoke with, especially his frequent callers.” “The murderer made away with his phones, destroyed the camera and didn’t leave a trail of finger print. The murder knew what he was about committing so he blanked all forms of trapping him. This is maddening and perfection so annoying.” Fanny Luis dimmed his eyes in space and intoned, “it is more maddening that doctor Bernard never had family, no wife no children. I am clueless right now.” “Obviously, he was frolicking with one of the women of easy virtue in the hotel room when the murder took place. He wasn’t strangled or p

And he doesn’t deserve to have an unsolved murder. ##########

At that moment, it seemed like something was about to well up in my eyes and was ready to spill over. Meanwhile, Brutus lay stiff on the floor with its eyes wide open. Dominic had shot the dog. A bullet pierced its skull so fast that it did not even have time to howl before falling dead to the floor. I dragged my bloody leg over to Brutus and gently closed his eyes with my fingers. Dominic called for a doctor and a nurse. He told them to make sure my leg was fully healed and as fine as before. He warned them that if they made even the slightest mistake, they would end up like Brutus.

Conner landed on top of her, trying to climb over her body. Anisa snapped. She drove her five fingers, tipped with fake nails, straight into Conner's left eye. Conner let out a scream and rolled across the walkway, clutching his eye. Then he lashed out with his foot and kicked Anisa square in the chest. Anisa slid toward the edge of the walkway. All ten of her fingers clung desperately to the edge of the glass panels as her nails cracked one by one. Conner crawled over, now with only one eye left.

Dacian chuckled dryly. I sighed, looking up at him. “What happened this time?” “The third series of five murders have happened.” He said. “It happened yesterday evening, and this one happened around people.” “You mean people were around when they dropped dead?” I reiterated, and he nodded in confirmation. “According to reports, they were walking in the market, and they just dropped dead without their hearts. No one saw anyone attack them, nothing suspicious, they just dropped dead.” “And several people gave the same account?” I asked.

"I want to know how a woman in an induced coma managed to get outside, on one leg, without anyone noticing. I want to know how an attack could happen right under our noses, without a single wolf hearing or smelling a thing." He slammed his fist down on the table, making the glasses rattle and jump. "This was no animal attack," he growled. "This was murder. And I will not rest until I find the culprit and bring them to justice." The room fell silent, the weight of Magnus's words settling over them like a shroud. He could see the shock and horror on their faces, the dawning realization that one of their own may have committed such a heinous act. ‘One of us did this.’