Petit Family Killers Novels & Stories

I go to my seat and put my bag there. “You asshole! How could you think of something like that? We are family here! We are not just classmates but a family. No one can be a killer to us. I know we are not too good but killing someone? Heck, we cherish each other here, Clark! Open your mind and stop thinking that one of us is a killer! Think, dude. One last time that I will hear you are thinking like that, I will punch you until you vomit blood,” Ace said madly.

I watched as Bernardi gasped for air, looking around him at the chaos that has surrounded him. “Allison… What have you done?” “ Mr. Marrieotti, you have tasked me to kill over 10 families. I have made it my passion to take out the trash of head families, before I make my perfect exit. You are my last. You see, the Marrieotti, and Lombartti families were the dirty families, still paying off judges, police, killing witnesses. Today that stops.”

"Go ahead and bid on whatever you want today. Don't worry, I'll cover it all." Her friends cheered loudly. "Chloe, you're amazing!" I couldn't help but snicker. Chloe had absolutely no idea how things stood with her family. Since my rebirth, my dad had been slowly cutting off ties with the Parker family's businesses. The only remaining collaborations were small contracts worth tens of thousands. The Parker family enterprise was barely surviving. Just as I was about to move Carmen somewhere quieter, Jacob spotted me. "Jack?" Then Chloe's friends noticed me and started making a ruckus.

He tilted her face up to his. "You want to know what you're asking for?" His voice was low, controlled, but she could feel the tension in his fingers."I killed two men tonight. I'll kill more tomorrow. People are going to come looking for me. And if they find you—" He stopped. Swallowed."I don't get to keep things. Every time I've.." She cut him off. Her lips brushed the corner of his mouth—not a kiss, exactly. A question. "I'm not a thing," she whispered.

David seemed to be asking, but he was telling the other party that he did not want to answer his question. “Since you don’t want to tell me, then I won’t force you. I’ll just get straight to the point. You killed Perry, the direct descendant of my family, and Miss Fabiola of the Marche family, right?” Egan did not beat around the bush and asked directly. “If you’re talking about the kid who came to Jumbo Court to make trouble and the disgusting woman who looks like a ball, then yes, I killed them.” David nodded. “Aren’t you going to give me an explanation as to why you killed the direct descendant of my family?”

I begged. Since she didn't say anything, I took it as she had agreed to let me explain and I started to talk. "Landers... Landers and his father used to work for me but I killed his father a few months ago. That was because he was trafficking kids. I told the people who work for me that they could never get involved in that business because it disgusts me. I don't know how people could stand to take advantage of defenseless children but I wasn't going to be a part of it. I chose to get rid of him as punishment for all the children that he had hurt. Landers refused to accept that his father bad done something wrong and that he deserved to die for it. He thought that I killed his father withou

Suddenly, a colleague hurried over frantically. "Morgan! It's bad! That bank teller posted about you online!" What? I took the phone from her hands. In the video, Judith was tearfully recounting what happened today, describing me as an unreasonable troublemaker. She even uploaded a secretly recorded clip of me standing there helplessly while Brandon and the other customers scolded me. However, instead of feeling wronged, I felt even more shocked. Judith's social media profile picture looked very familiar. In fact… it appeared to be the exact same one as Lucy's mother!

A hole formed on the wall behind Aunt Sofia and I let out an 'oops' looking past her to see the damage I caused to the wall. Eh, it wasn't that bad so I can manage. I had missed the first shot and Aunt Sofia looked behind her then looked at me, staring at me in shock, actually everyone stared at me in shock because no one expected me to pick up the gun and fire at her. But what do you do to the person who just confessed to killing your parents and attempting to kill you? You don't think about it but just do it.

The parents were the students’ first murderers. “Grip, this has to stop.” My hands trembled. I looked for George’s profile. He was a survivor. The people he thought were his family were actually the persons responsible for his entire family’s death. They get rid of their souls and owned their bodies. I grabbed another folder on the middle section of the shelf. It was Dianne’s profile. She was elderly Elizabeth’s grandchild. She lost her sanity and killed half of her class including their teacher. Her picture has a red x marking. I looked for Liliane’s document. She murdered her entire foster family. I opened more folders and most of the faces I saw were bronze’s maids of the mansion.

And suddenly, they see a shortcut, a shorter route which would release them from the suffering they were subject to, and they go for it. ‘While executing the shortcut, some of them fumble,’ continued the inspector. ‘Why? Simple ... they fumble because they are amateurs! Some are so overwhelmed by their success, they end up doing crazy things. Husband murders wife but wants to kiss her one last time allowing the servant to spot him. Son murders father, and instead of running away, he starts looking for his father’s pen. Why? He wants to have a souvenir of the bad times. His sister walks in, and then he has no place to hide. These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloo