Rental Murders Manga Novels & Stories

Helping Kel. -How do I send Rhylent to you?- Murry asked in his head. -Do you remember my sibling, younger Rhylent?- Kel asked. Murry pictured the short white hair mohawk and the missing tentacle. He didn't realize that Rhylent was younger, but the dude wasn't hard to remember since Rhylent wanted to kill him. -Yes.- Kel agreed with the image that Murry presented in his mind. -What do I do?- Murry began to pace again.

and Makimi pouts. “Alright! Alright! I get it… so can we move that corpse somewhere before that?” says Natsuko while pointing at the corpse of the tentacle monster. Pouring some water on the corpse, Ayame says- “I think I’ve seen this in the book… lemme check!” and she takes out her phone and goes through her images. Makimi leans in to see what she was seeing and sees descriptive images of yokai stored on her phone. She scrolls through while reading their names.

he muttered, gripping the photo. "I can tear him apart from the inside." The Master smiled—a slow, calculated expression. "Do as I say, and you will make Antonio suffer more than he ever has." Unknown Location – The Crimson Lotus Dungeon The room was cold. Dark. Only small candles flickered, casting an eerie glow over damp stone walls. The air reeked of smoke, whiskey, and something far worse. Cassandra woke up with a throbbing headache, her body weak, her mouth dry. She tried to move her hands— Chains rattled. Her wrists were bound above her head, cold metal biting into her skin. Her heart pounded violently. Panic set in. Then— Footsteps. The door creaked open. And there—standing in the doo

"Japan has another Luna?" Tatsuya, sitting stiffly among the Predators’ reserves, paled. His heart dropped into his stomach. “No… Renji… you idiot. Now everyone knows.”, "Fuck " he quickly gets up, going outside to make a phone call, murasame watching him as he leaves.

'A life isn't even worth that much in rural areas?' I could feel my blood boiling. "Just you wait. I'm calling the police right now." I reached for my phone, but then remembered it had been taken by Esther. "Give me my phone back!" I yelled. She instinctively took a step back before hiding it behind her. "No. You can't call the police!" "Give it to me!" I lunged at her. She screamed and dodged backward. David shouted nearby, "Stop her! Hurry, stop her!"

The more tipped she gets the more loose her hips and I really think I’ve come up with a dozen new ways to break every bone in someone’s body. “Damn, that shite’s annoying.” Sokin growls, rubbing his ear, retreating to the opposing corner the Akuma are playing in. He brought his own bottle of spirits, and obviously listens but doesn’t fall into the debate of M.V.s that don’t exist in our world. I know I’m just being a rod because shite in Manga is no more real than ‘cars’ or motor vehicles any more than guns or football. At least there’s an actual story with interesting and well-thought-out plot twists. The shite that they go on about is brainless.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

“Here's what makes sense to me and what will make sense to a judge. You used your keys to open the door to a room that purposely left empty. You snatched the girl, kept her in your workshop for a while before you took her into the room and killed her, with your wook working tools.” “Um, no offense, but how the hell does that make any sense? If I had the girl in my workshop, with no one knowing, why the hell would I move her from the private, secluded place and bring her into the motel, putting her right next door to customers, my livelyhood none the less, to murder her. Knowing people would hear the screams. How is that smart?” “Well-”

"What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us. Mason is human too. But he has been with us since... I don’t remember. Maybe since he was a kid himself. Serving my parents and then me. Max, Enzo. Zee and Saint are Vampires. You can see their eyes have a tinge of red. Unlike mine. Mine are deep blue. Because I am hybrid". He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead "Wha.. What is a ... Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully.

The tension became high and The hooded woman that was cornered was now trembling a little, how would she be able to take on these two, one was too huge even for her fists, what should she do, she was now thinking hard and quiet agitated. Renji who was behind her smirked, he was utterly grateful for the fact that mike was now present, he appeared at the right time, he thought as his deadly aura also skyrocketed… ____ Back on the fourth floor the unconscious Kazuma finally got himself, flickered his eyes wide open and drew his body slowly towards a pillar, and rested his back on it. "Did he pass out" he whispered and tried thinking but his head threaded and there was a heavy pouring of pain in