Scorpio Serial Killers Novels & Stories

Enzo explained and Callum snapped his eyes in horror. "Otherwise they would have harmed Stephen". He said in a terrified tone. "They wouldn’t have actually. Since Stephen is hybrid. It's a bit different with him. The pack would have stood by him. Ace and Zol are vampires. They can only punish a vampire. Are you getting my point"? This time Max spoke.

I explained, retrieving my pass card to enter the facility. "Then, he is a careful psychopath." Conrad stops at his track, showing me the case files in his hands, "Trust me, Dr. Kang, we are into a very grueling case. You got to be ready this is a high-profile serial killer proceeding." The sixth sense emerged from her cuts-off fourth finger on the left-hand side. This is much more sinister than a normal homicide investigation. A lunatic killer is roaming among the citizens in this urban town! "You got to be serious, Detective Conrad."

"Amaranth, you must have been begging me to save you, too, didn’t you? You must have felt so hopeless because of my dismissal. I could have saved you…" Then, tears began to stream from his face. "And yet, I chose to save this murderer and abandoned you… You and our baby. You must hate me..." Soon, the flames spread throughout the room. Reya had curled up from the pain of being scorched alive. She ended up in a similar state I was in when I died. Despite witnessing the tragedy, there was nothing I could do to call for help. Luther looked on at the horrifying display before calmly stepping into the column of smoke.

He asked as he turned to face her, squinting his eyes. He suddenly gasped dramatically and got up, “Are you a serial killer? You're a rogue wolf, aren't you?” He asked with his eyes wide open and his hand swiftly went into his hunting bag and pulled out a sharp knife. At the sight of the knife, Veronica immediately became scared. “Of course not!” She replied sharply. “I'm not a serial killer, I'm nothing like that, trust me.” She immediately defended herself. “Trust you, you say? I've been asking you a question, but you seem like you are intentionally avoiding it. How can I trust you?” He replied, looking at her sternly.

Zeke said as shawn and I turned to look at him for different reasons of cause , i looked at him cause why the hell will he want me to explain it and I'm sure shawn looked at him because of the nick name. "What's up with the nick name are the both of you … You know?" Shawn said demonstrating with his hands "No!!" "Fuck no!!," Well you can guess who said what. "Good now Detective Vanessa what clues have you found?" He asked "Well we noticed that on every victim there is a bite mark, no blood then some have claws Mark's. That's who ever the creature is has claws and drains blood " I finished off "A creature ?" He asked again "Uh a person or what ever it is " I stammered

“What the heck are you saying? I have more than ten people here, but you’re just alone. Do you still intend to kill me?” Before he finished speaking, the man moved so swiftly that he was in front of Trey. He slid his finger. His bright red and sharp “nail” scratched Trey’s neck, and fresh blood instantly splashed out. Trey fell on the floor with a thud and died miserably on the spot. Scorpio was able to assassinate all kinds of big guys on the west coast. It was such a waste to use his ability to deal with such gangsters. When other gangsters saw that Scorpio really killed someone, all of them were frightened so much that they turned back and ran away.

He asked his men. "Look! That’s him over there! He is coming.” One of them pointed to a direction. Speedy was laughing with his men. Scorpion was known to be the terror of Idaho prison. He is deadly and ruthless. History has it that he once worked with a mafia boss who got killed by a rival but he was framed for the death of his boss. Scorpion was feared by all the inmates except Speedy who once challenged him in a fight and he won.

Loud and shrill screams rung in the air as people shouted in utter fear. The group of cats ran hearing the piercing noise and made loud noises in the air. Nathan put the rifle beside him and smirked looking at his aim. The gunshot hit exactly at the target, man’s heart, after all, he was a professional shooter and that too merciless. His task was completed. Putting the rifle back in its case and taking off the ear protection, he picked up the case, and within thirty seconds he was out of the house... He is Nathan Williams, the Scorpion of the underworld. The most dangerous and feared mafia lord of Chicago...

“We have been following a lead about a series of murders that have been taking place all over the small packs. Your father and I have been following that up but now I have to bring everything to you.” I wonder what made him think it was the work of a serial killer and not rogues. “What makes you think it’s a serial killer?” he sighed. “Because the Amo is the same. He always killed wolves then leave a scorpion on the scene, a symbol of revenge and he has only been killing wolves.” That could mean anything. “That could mean anything Damon.” I really didn’t want to believe we had a serial killer on our hands. “The people he has killed, are low ranking wolves. Some from the crescent moon pack, s

he asked, his brow furrowed. I struggled to catch my breath, the words spilling out in a hysterical rush. "I was abducted...by this scary, narcissistic guy with an eyepatch and his goons! They are dangerous, you have to help me!" The officer's expression shifted, a strange gleam entering his eyes. "You have come to the right place," he murmured, a chilling smile spreading across his lips. "I know who you are talking about, his name is Deangelo Luis Valladares, also known as Scorpion. He is the don of drugs and the most feared mafia in the city, and one of the four fathers."