Otaku Murderer Novels & Stories

Satake hopped on his bike and kick-started the engine which revved loudly on command. The heavy wind crashed against his skin, the sound hitting his helmet came as music to his ears, his skin tingled with every blow of the harsh cold evening breeze as the distinct scent of gravel and exhaust filled his nostrils. Satake stopped the bike in front of Crow memorial. A gated mass of land filled with the corpse of the unfortunate souls that perished that perilous night. The gate creaked open as Satake pushed against it, his sight blurred by the tears he was desperately trying to hold back. He strode through the many gravestones that stood erect. Bodies of innocent people were killed. The Silverlaw

bakit parang tinutusok yung dibdib ko bakit parang gusto kong umiyak ngayon? Dahil siguro ay umasa akong totoo yung sinasabi nya pero fuck asf?!Hindi naman pala sinabi nya lang yun para hindi ko sya patayin at matakasan nya ako,Pero....Papaanongnalam ni investigator na buhay ang si manuel wala akong sinabi sakanya na hindi ko napatay si manuel?

Grabbing another tumbler off the table, I poured myself a shot. “Care for one?” I said, raising my glass to Fernando. When he shook his head, I shot mine back and let the burning liquid slide down my throat. My head was spinning as I tried to think of a way around it. I couldn't allow the FBI to sniff around my territory, poking their noses where they didn't belong. But at the same time, I couldn't just give up someone. That's when a thought occurred to me. The murderer is one of Kaito's men. I've been sure of that for weeks, because of the description of the hoodie the murderer was putting on.

“Is he the killer, Mr. Lee?” Don looked at the cold body on the ground in surprise. Kaze had not been gone for long. Yet, he brought the killer’s corpse back. Nevertheless, a dead murderer would not leave many loose ends. Clearly, the killer was acting under orders. Reading his confusion, Kaze said, “Just call it suicide in fear of conviction. “The killer is from Ryokan. I’m sure someone else is behind it, but it’s not the police’s problem. I’ll handle it.”

I leave her room and take out my cell phone from my pants pocket and call Sophie's husband, Lucca, he is my right-hand man in the basement and my manager of the gun manufacturing. “Sir? Why are you calling at this hour?” “You have thirty minutes to locate and take a man to the yellow room.” “What is the information?” I will tell you what the waiter looks like and that I shot him three times before fleeing. “Right,” he replies. “Lucca, how can a normal person spot a murderer before a person who specializes in murder and torture?” Lucca takes a few seconds to answer. “Hum, because of love?” “In our world, there is no such thing,” I say coldly. “I need a logical explanation.”

Her harden stare doesn't falter. "I've spent years researching and training on improving my skills and knowledge and constantly fighting for my life, freedom and career. While you were beating up delinquents and fooling around, I had to fight to secure my position. Also, what I fed to revive you back in Akihabara was my blood. As long as you consume it even if it is a drop, I hold your life in my hands. I gave you your life back and I can take it away just as easy. If you die here then it's up to you. You were not the first person I've killed. Unlike you, I will always remember what I have done. I almost died I survived and lived my life as much as I possible could. As for you, you might've

When she calmed herself, she sighed, becoming sad again, then she raised the knife that flashed in the light, “this is for everyone you have ever caused pain. Let us start with me.” And in one smooth motion, she slit his throat. Blood sprayed across his chest. He tried to speak, but only gurgling sounds escaped his mouth. Karma climbed on the bed and stood over his head, placing her Christian Louboutin heels over his mouth, and with one forceful push down, she matched firmly on the ball in his mouth, causing it to enter his throat. The last thing Marcus saw was his daughter wiping the blade on his shirt, her cold, empty expression never changing.

Serena "I'm going to shove my cock deep inside your sweet, little pussy, Miss Attorney. Then I'm going to flip you over and fuck you in the ass. And you know what?" the monster asked as he grinned, his dark eyes flashing rays of nothing but pure evil. "Then you're going to beg me to do it again. And bitch, I take what I want. You will be mine." Shuddering, I would never forget the promise made by the horrible freak of nature, the murderer I was prosecuting. I couldn't help but look in his direction for the tenth time that day. This time, his grin told me everything.

he mocked. “I don't care! They are all good people!” I shouted and realized that actually I would have found some exceptions from that rule… Okada burst out laughing. “Ms. Kowalsky, you are adorably naïve and stupid… Do you know Marcus Mortimer? Did you know he was a lieutenant in the US Army at the age of 23? He was disciplinary discharged for attempted assault on his superior… but the truth was he actually killed his superior, and thanks to Hiro's powerful influence, and bribes… he still walks and talks freely. Despite of the fact that three expert psychiatrists diagnosed that he was a sociopath…”

Then, when he turned eleven, he murdered his boss's rival, his boss Gorgis , had George Cosmos, a drug dealer in the neighbouring town, killed, since he was his boss's brother-in-law, who went against orders and wanted to win the territory, when they were also killed by Pattinson. Before he even turned 18, Pattinson killed several people, he was the stabbing and cutting butcher, when he gained fame for being cannibals, following the line to be sent to werewolf packs, when he killed a pack leader who was a rival of Veronika, your fame grew as a hit man. His godmother Veronika borrowed him from his old boss, when he was driven to kill werewolves, he was bitten so he could kill better in the fu