Sadie Killer Novels & Stories

I will soon leave this apartment too. “It's no longer a joke what's happening to us, it's like there's a curse? Five of our classmates have died in just two and a half months. I don’t know if I’m going to believe Clark that there is a killer or it’s just a coincidence that someone from our class is dying,” he uttered. I sighed. “It is just a coincidence, Ace. And one thing, who might be the killer? Who has the intention to kill?” “You," he answered quickly

“When I found them, the baby was already dead. Arch disappeared, and left Cade behind with the baby. She was dead.” I close my eyes, and pinch the bridge of my nose. The headache’s already there, pulsing behind my skull. Cade’s not smart enough to pull this on his own. Which means Arch planned it. But why kill Sadie? What did she know? Cursing angrily, I promise to break Cade down bone by bone. I couldn't imagine how the boy I’d first met always tagging along with Lys’s father had become the monster he is now. “And the baby?” I press. “Where is she now?”

It would just make things complicated if we entertain this phase. Or at least that's just what I thought. Because the moment she confessed that she likes me too, I lost it. I suddenly forgot about everything that's bothering me. About the dark days ahead if we continue this. Because it was at this moment when I realize that if she's taking risk, then I don't have the right to back out. I want her. "Gavin, I have a lead, remember the Hernandez in El Nido? Their description matched! The baby was sold to a rich businesswoman in Manila, she was seven months old back then," Sadie said when I answered the call.

he said through gritted teeth. His face didn’t show anger, but rather sadness, the look of a man frustrated, hurt, and desperate. "No, how can you be sure of that?" "Because she confessed." Libia saw the sincerity in his eyes. Yet, she couldn’t shake the sick feeling in her stomach, thinking of the years she spent living under the same roof as a murderer. "She bragged endlessly about what she did..." Tiodor didn’t want to explain any further. "That’s why you wanted to kidnap her. You intended to do the same to her." Libia closed her eyes.

Two weeks after Sadie was given birth to, Mr Meyers lost his job where he was working before he had his company. Half a month later, he got into an accident which almost claimed his life. The companies he submitted his application ignored his CV like plague. It wasn't up to a year, Sadie killed his mother. Wondering how a baby could kill? Mr Meyers met a seven months old Sadie cupping her grandma's face who was lying lifelessly on the floor. She might have done something to his mother. His mother was very healthy when she came, what happened if it's not Sadie that killed her.

But as usual he hadn't let her get the satisfaction of seeing a frown on his face. “If you ever run away from me, Vina, I will come and find you. This world isn't big enough to hide you from me,” he boasted, almost making her want to play this game of chase. She was very close to testing him if not for the mission that she had been assigned with. Killing someone would definitely take priority over anything else. According to the profile of the victim that she had been given, this woman herself had been a killer or an Assassin once. This should have scared Vevina instead it made her nerves tingle from the excitement of meeting someone of her own caliber or mental state.

His parents were worried and didn’t know what to do but at least they could watch over him. He was still laying in his room a month later when Amanda Davis was found with a broken neck. The following month Becky Gonzalez was discovered, and the next month Hailey Pope was killed. All with broken necks, all while babysitting and all with out a single clue. 5 girls in 5 months all in Huntersville. Stacy didn’t know she had been picked as number 6.

I don’t look over my shoulder and just keep looking at the dessert, knowing somehow he wouldn’t want me to see him like this. After a couple of harsh breaths, Killer continues with a cold voice, probably trying to detach himself from the memories as much as possible. “Ten fucking man for just one woman who couldn’t even defend herself. My mom was a small woman, same height as you. She made up for it with her character but that obviously wouldn’t work on them. They tortured her for hours, raped her and dismembered her body. In our own fucking house, leaving her body parts scattered around the house like a scavenger-hunt for my dad to find. I never left my room and they somehow never looked fo

"The body was gone." Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Even the rain outside seemed quieter. "The body was gone," Adrian repeated. "Victor was gone too." Quinn stared. "What about Mark?" Adrian swallowed. "Mark was still there." The room froze, because that changed everything. For years Adrian had believed Mark died. But according to his own memory, Mark survived. Victor survived. The body disappeared. And somebody removed every trace of what happened. Then Damian suddenly spoke. "What if that's why the killer is targeting everyone now?"

“Ella, I know you hate me. That’s fine. I have plenty of time to make it up to you. I’ve already had your mother buried in the most luxurious cemetery in New Yorke—” “Andrew.” I stopped him. “Do you think that murderers mourning their victims are touching?” Andrew’s hand shook violently. The documents slipped from his grip and scattered across the floor.