Nick Carter Killmaster Books Novels & Stories

Noah’s face was unreadable. His finger rested lightly on the trigger. “Because,” he said calmly, “if those children are born…” The helicopters grew louder. The soldiers inside preparing to land. “And you’re alive…” His eyes locked onto mine. “The Carter empire becomes unstoppable.” My throat went dry. “And a lot of very powerful people…” The safety on his rifle clicked off. “…would rather see you dead.”

The sound of snickering came from his nose. Matt stood up straight and looked at Carter. “Did you and Jesse knock this man’s teeth out?” he asked with annoyance. Carter was taken aback by the question. “No, sir.” Matt patted Carter on the shoulder. “Take it easy, son. It’s just a little cop humor. I know you followed the book.” “Oh,” Carter said. Matt walked Carter away from the cruiser so the murderer couldn’t listen to their conversation. “All right, Carter. I want you to take him down to the station and book him. Run his mug shot through the database, see if we get a hit.”

Victoria opened her eyes in a classic fancy room, quite shocked because she recognized that room. "I thought you were dead." A deep, cold voice made her look for the owner, and she saw Helio Gillian Ruthner sitting on the side corner couch while looking at her. "You really want to kill yourself after learning the truth. I should not let you know." "You don't have a right to hide the truth about me." "For your sake. I don't want you to die since you don't have my permission." Helio stood up, walking toward Victoria. "Don't forget, you are my slave."

"You're a lunatic, Victoria." I leaned against the window, watching the crowd pound on the glass. "But only lunatics are remembered, Agent." And this, all of this, was my masterpiece. The case exploded across the nation. Soon, the "Coma Killer" case was trending everywhere. [Former Art Prodigy Kills Ten: A Twisted Mind or a Deeper Conspiracy?] [Can a Person in a Coma Kill? Experts Weigh In on the Methods] The buzz on Twitter was hotter than the presidential election.

I wasn't expecting that. I have been searching for Cypher for years, every fucking mafia in the country has. Cypher was a renowned hacker in America. He started off trading information for money. Whatever you needed to know. He hacked into mafia networks for port layouts, the CIA, FBI, NASA, he could have your record cleared from every database in the country only for a couple of thousands in return. He was a Computer Wizard but he was dangerous and Number One on everybody's shit list. He could ruin you and also save you with the press of a button.

Huh? "You're my slave. My personal slave and I'm the master here. I use you the way I want. Now, do your job if you don't want to regret having a tongue." He stated to her icily and stretched his arms out again as Sophia swallowed the lump down her throat and loosed his robe's belt, undressing him. "Now, that's a good girl." Ice Pick made a small silly smile and smirked. She finished taking off his clothes including the briefs he was putting on as he stood huge and naked before him with tattoos on his right arm and below his abdomen.

I found the name of the club the Red death but it has a different name on it, it has Rarf's name attached to it. It had to be some other Rarf right? For the business aspect, I need to ask Nico about it and he will never release those type of information to me so I knew the passwords for some things and with that I was able to hack into their software system. They were a lot of documents and thankfully, they were in serial letters, A-Z. I search for Alvaro and found out that he wanted someone to died, looking at the face I remember that I was the one that killed the person and his entire family consisting of kids as well.

But I swiftly restrained her and locked her in a cage. Soon, the police arrived at my house and took her for questioning. It didn't take long for us to confirm that the wine had been laced with a sedative. The mastermind behind everything was soon apprehended and taken into custody. With that, everything came to an end. As for me, I decided to pursue a career in law enforcement. In this seemingly peaceful world, crime lurks just beneath the surface. Franklin's polite exterior had masked the evil within, treating women as objects and trampling on their dignity.

He had thought he died and blaming himself for killing his father for a crime his uncle committed turned him into the ruthless Master he was until Galene appeared. "I thought I killed you, after finding out the truth, for years, I couldn't get pass the nightmare you death and that of grandfather brought to me" Master Damien said, a tear dropping from his eyes. "Arnold wiped off the tears on his eyes and hugged him. Releasing all the bottled up emotions, both of them wept in each other's arms. * * Mariam laid on her little bed, staring up the ceiling. It has been three days since she returned to being slave and those days were the worst day of her life.

His features were unrecognizable. Something inside me snapped, and I began wailing uncontrollably. Esther walked over and tried to comfort me. "Eve, is he really Leo? Aww. Don't be too sad. The dead can't come back to life–" I pushed her away and lunged forward before grabbing her by the collar. "You killed him!" She fell to the ground and looked aggrieved. "Eve! I told you it wasn't on purpose! What are you doing?" "Not on purpose? Why didn't you say that when you stopped me from calling emergency services?"