Murderer Movie Novels & Stories

Quinn There was something about watching a man die right in front of your eyes. Your blood run cold, and you tremble uncontrollably. And there's a loud ringing in your ears. And people scramble helter-skelter, falling over themselves. But the murderer stands there staring down at his masterpiece with a perfectly calm expression, with all that blood and dangerous, suffocating aura. This murderer had just become my husband today. What was to become of me? Did he probably do this for a living? I know he's a Mafia boss and all, but surely, they don't all go around killing people like this…? Slashing their throats with sharp, demon-like, smoking claws?

"Captain Leeman, that person should have a partner. We lost him. The road surveillance cameras are also broken. We have no leads for now." Donald looked furious. "The murderer is challenging the police by sending the body to the police station so blatantly! We must catch them as soon as possible to give justice to the deceased!" With that said, he patted Connor on the shoulder again. "I'm sorry I kept you from celebrating your wife's birthday." Connor's grim face was filled with disgust at the mention of me. "Who's celebrating that murderer's birthday? Don't mention her to me!" I floated aside, numb with heartache as I pondered, 'Yeah, he's not celebrating it.'

Trent and the housekeepers had gotten together and called the police, accusing Cody of murder. However, he couldn't be arrested just yet. There was one more thing he had to do!

“You are a murderer, Mr. Decker Costello.” He tried to grab her shoulder, but she pushed him away. “I know I did, the biggest mistake of my life, and I am ready for my punishment, Adele.” He begged, “It’s not Adele; it’s Detective Adele Rodriguez.“ Another shock crossed his face. She pointed her gun at his hand while holding the handcuffs in her hand, “All this time...” he whispered. “You are under arrest for the murder of Enzo and Amber.”

Author's note: This is the English version of my novel entitled 'How To Be A Murderer,' I hope you guys enjoy and thank you very much for supporting its Filipino version. This is only fiction, and it can't happen in real life. I hope you guys enjoy reading this novel written by me. Love you all. Rules to be a murderer: Accuse someone of the crime you did. Be a liar. Be smart. Choose an appropriate weapon. Create a strong alibi.

Revenge was the worst kind to backfired, it would be blood for blood and life for life. “I don’t know, ask Vincent Polin,” Jilly replied simply. It was thanks to him that she got to find out the Bagin’s kids' revenge plan. They still couldn’t accept that their father died because of his enemy but they were not satisfied until they get the murderer. Jilly was simply doing her job as she was hired by the one who wanted Bargin dead. So, to put it in a normal way, she was innocent.

"I know right. That murderer is a true demon. Someone made of an evil heart. Don't you agree, Jean Luc?" "I know. He's a psychopath that does not belong on this earth. He's awfully cruel, and to be hunted by him is beyond dangerous." The side of her lips seemed to tug upwards for a moment before it was replaced with a frown. Jean Luc wondered if his mind made up the smirk.

I was hesitant to go down to know what is happening or to continue on my way going to the bus terminal to go home. Eventually, I decided to get off and immediately paid the taxi driver. I approached the commotion when I finally saw it, a bloody corpse in the middle of the crowd is what I saw. What really gave me goosebumps on end was when I finally saw who the student was. It was Kate! Kate was a friend of Samantha who I murdered last month and also a friend of Jen who is now incarcerated for a crime she never really committed. I was astounded that I cannot move. Their circle of friends is unlucky. Two of them died while the other one is convicted or in jail. However, this accident lessens m

"I told you it was her! Officers, why aren't you arresting her?" Leon finally "broke down". His eyes turned bloodshot. "Officers, I-I don't want to believe it… but the evidence is right there. My grandma raised me since I was a boy…" His voice cracked, and his shoulders trembled slightly. The onlookers in the hallway began throwing pitying glances his way. "That poor guy. His wife murdered his grandma." "Karma will catch up to her. A toxic woman like that deserves to rot in prison." The police officer turned back to me, his tone strictly professional. "Ms. Spencer, the evidence we have now is heavily stacked against you.

"If you ever come near me again, I will kill you. I will not hesitate. I will not feel guilty. I will just pull the trigger." Victor nodded. "I understand." "I do not think you do. But you will." I walked out the door. Rex was waiting by the car. His gun was in his hand. His face was tense. "What happened?" "I let him go." "You let him go?" "He is not worth it. He is a broken man. A scared man. A man who has been running his whole life." "He is also a murderer." "So am I. So are you. So is my mother. We are all murderers, Rex. The only difference is why."