Scorpio Serial Killers Novels & Stories

Faced the jury again. "Over the coming weeks, you'll hear testimony from Vincent Caruso, the hitman Astor hired. You'll see financial records proving payments were made for these murders. You'll hear from law enforcement about evidence connecting Astor to these crimes. And when you've heard everything, I'm confident you'll reach one conclusion. Astor Sinclair is a serial killer. A man who destroyed lives to protect his secrets. And he must be held accountable." Sullivan returned to his seat. Wright stood for the defense.

I dare say at this point that he is a serial killer and a psychopath and we must ask who is next on this horrendous murder spree of his. Before I am dragged for making such atrocious claims that I am charged with slander, I must invite you to take a stroll with me as I walk you through the events of August 9, 2010. It was unusually cold that night, it rained so heavily in Texas that day that news outlets reported we were witnessing climate change. We were not. But that night, Selena Eloise Gascon Schaumer would have her last breath stolen from her by the cold hands of her bum of a husband. She would die that night, leaving her daughter an orphan while a psychopath inherits the hundred-millio

“Luke Harris was the third kidnapper. After many years, he became the leader of a well-known gang, actually infamous as a street boss. But then something happened to him, just like the others. His right-hand man betrayed him, stabbing him to death. When the police interrogated the man, he said someone had told him that the death of his mother, which happened when he was a child, was because of his boss, who was actually his father, who had raped and then killed his mother when he was twelve because she refused to give him the child. The police couldn’t find who he was talking about, and the man went to jail for his crimes.” “The last person is Ryan Scott. He was a successful celebrity chef c

“I swear I saw him at my house the night Brett reported the murder. He gave me the creeps.” Patton's face darkened. “Are you sure?” She nodded. “The scar is pretty distinctive.” “Dark hair? And you said the scar was across his right cheek? Not the left?” Detective Patton asked, putting both his hands on her shoulders. “Are you sure?” She nodded. “Yeah. Do you know who he is?” Detective Patton swallowed hard. “He's the Trio's hitman. Are you sure you saw a scar?” The Trio. They were the up-and-coming organized crime syndicate. They were the ones that Brett had witnessed and was going to testify against.

“Same as Alexis, almost identical with precision. Strangled but no signs of struggle from our victim, meaning she may have been drugged and then killed. Body positioned the same in an area that, according to Rodney, looked very similar to the area Alexis was also found. A flat, level space with a clearing where he could position her exactly like he wanted. No signs of sexual assault and the biggest connecting link and confirmation that he is not only connected but they fear, just getting started.” “And what is that?” Owen asks but I fear that I already know the answer. “He carved a ‘four’ on her, didn’t he?” I asked in a whisper. CiCi looked at me with sympathy before nodding. “Once again, t

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

I said pointedly "And it wasn't necessary to get into another scandal" he retorted sharply and raised his phone. "What's this again, Sloane?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion. What other scandal was he talking about? I went into the dinning room where he sat and looked into his phone. I let out a gasp when I saw it's content. It hadn't been up to two hours since I left the mortuary and a long article had already been posted. Apparently, a picture of me with the vampire guy was uploaded and an article which said I was on to my next boyfriend was written right under the picture. I face palmed in distress. This is exactly what I avoided earlier.

as I jolted from my presumed solitude, dropped my pole, and felt the stomach-dropping shock of realizing someone’s been watching you. I turned to see a scruffy, light-browned haired man making an, “Oh shit, do I look rapey?” face, trying not to move a bone in his body—like his renewed immobility would make him invisible. My eyes took inventory of him. He didn’t look homeless. He’d showered recently. And his clothes were all well-kept and appropriate for the temperature and occasion. He didn’t LOOK like an immediate threat, but neither did Ted Bundy. Could serial killers fake the “oh shit, please don’t look rapey” face?

It had a couple pictures from the CCTV footage, I had already seen the footage he sent me through the email, however this report was just an elaborate and labeled version of it. “They’ve got the scorpion tattoo on their arms.” Leonas pointed with his chin towards the men. The scorpion tattoos were an indication of Albanians in Chicago. As far as I was concerned we had nothing going on with them, we weren’t enemies but we stayed off each other's ways. But for this to happen it seemed something was going on. Leonas had found them on the security footage of the dead men’s apartment, the footage that was deleted but Leonas had people on tech who brought it back.

i said with a crazy voice and laugh like a crazy people! Mabilis kumalat ang mga dugo sa cr kung san kame naroon.Mahigit isang oras den kameng na rito.agad agad kong naghugas ng kamay at kutsilyo.IISANG KUTSILYO ANG GAGAMITIN KO SA PAGPATAY SA MGA DEMONYONG TULAD NYO!SISIGURADIHIN KONG LAHAT KAYO MAPUPUNTA SA IMPYERNO!sinabi ko yun sa sarili habng nakatingin sa mga demonyong to!Agad akong nagbihis ng damit at mabilis naq lumabas ng Cr.masuwerte ako at walang ibang pumasok sa sc at nagawa ko ng maayos ang plano ko.walang nakakita na lumabas ako ng ng cr at nagpunta sa counter para bayaran ang binili ko..Maya maya lang ay may narinig akong sumigaw mula sa Cr.Muhkang may nakakita na sa dalawa