Nina The Killer Novels & Stories

“You wanted to kill her because of what exactly?” Instantly, Nina’s eyes blazed. “Yeah… I wanted to kill her because she has you and Talon wrapped around her little finger,” she spat, her voice thick with venom, throwing the paper bag to the floor. Her nose flared in disgust as she finally looked at me. “And clearly, she still does. She still has you wrapped around her fingers. I heard everything that happened between you, Talon, and her.” I wondered how she knew… but then I wasn’t too surprised. She must have a spy here.

“At least, wake up from your stupid slumber and check the caller ID on your phone.” I could recognize that voice from hell. “What else do you want Aleksi? At least, you all have successfully taken away my father's legacy from me.” He sighed before saying. He knew how much pain I was in. “Nina is dead, we found her body in front of the house this morning.” “Well I didn't kill her, if that's what you are asking,” I said nonchalantly. “Arrrrrgh,” his grunt forced me to push the phone away from my ears. “This is not a joke Alceo. I know you don't like her but not enough to the point of killing her. So please we, I need you to come around.”

“I’m Myra, you?” “I’m Nina” Myra looks up at her and smiles back. “Nina, you seem like a nice person, why are you here?” Nina scoffs and gets up. She begins to pace the cell. “Being nice doesn’t mean anything darling, even the devil is nice” she responds and Myra begins to get uncomfortable. “Did you kill anyone?” Myra manages to say. Nina shakes her head “I wish I did… I don’t know why I’m being kept here, I already confessed that I was guilty I can’t wait to be taken straight to jail”

“What is that?” I say, trying to reach through the fog of my mind. It’s still so difficult to piece things together. To my knowledge, she is no doctor or nurse. She should not be touching those IV’s. “What are you doing?” “What do you think I’m doing, Harper?” Nina says, laughing cruelly at my cloudy ignorance. “I don’t… know…” Then, like the clouds suddenly parted in my mind, I’m overcome with a revelation. Nina isn’t here to help me, or to offer support, or to check on me because she’s pack. Nina is trying to kill me!

“You know what, detail all of your plans to me. And why did you choose that path?” Nina threw her head back to keep her tears away. Taking in a deep breath, she kept her eyes on the glass of juice in front of her. “I couldn’t come up with any means to get back at Asher and his family for everything they did to me. I wouldn’t even think of revenge if I was still trying to make ends meet at the grocery store with being pregnant. I just wanted to get myself together first, and they had to put the cherry on top by getting married. I decided then that I would kill two stones with one bird.”

She suddenly pulled a fruit knife from her bag and rushed toward me, screaming, "It's you! You're the reason Mom and I were driven out of the Sterling family!" "Even if I die, I won't let you go!" I froze in fear. At the last second, a figure stepped in front of me. It was Vivian. She gripped Nina's hand tightly, blood spilling from her mouth as she struggled to speak. "No… I can't… I can't let my daughter… become a murderer…" The knife had struck her. Soon, she went still. Nina collapsed completely. She let go, her eyes empty. Then she turned, climbed over the balcony, and jumped.

"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.

"One day, it could be you in the crosshairs. Not because of who you are. Because of who I am." She turned. The morning light cut him in two—half the man who'd buried his face in her shoulder last night, half the expressionless killer at the end of the hall. "What? One day you'll shoot me?" The color drained from his face. "I'd sooner put a bullet in my own head." His voice had dropped to something almost inaudible. He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't need to. Her tears fell. She didn't wipe them. She let him see.

“How will I tackle this? I'm trying to settle down, but everything seems not to work as planned. Must I be the one?” She took a deep breath, walked over to her desk, and pulled out a worn file from the bottom drawer. Inside was a small notebook, its pages were filled with scribbled notes and numbers from years past. Flipping through the pages, Nina’s heart pounded as she found what she was looking for; Marcus’s phone number. She hesitated for a moment as her finger was hovering over the keypad of her phone. She knew she needed to confront him, to find out why he was targeting her and her family. She wanted to end all of these but fear and anger threatened her, making it hard to focus.

She asked " well Nessa has this case she's working on well people are suddenly dying her in Newyork we just got here so we didn't here about it. So the killler is a Vampire and I suspect her assistant because I know for sure he is from the underworld and a Vampire. But Nessa doesn't believe me I want to make her see that hes a Vampire " I finished ranting. "Wait what!!!! That means shes not safe and who the hell is this assistant of hers " she panicked "That's why we need to help her!" I said "Ok what do we need to do ?" She asked "I just want to confirm and make Nessa know he's a Vampire that's all " I stated cause I my self dont even know what to do.