Scream 3rd Killer Novels & Stories

"The Head Elder himself. Thomas Aldridge. Murderer. Traitor. And Kieran Nightshade's puppet for the past three years." The chamber exploded into chaos.

Chapter 3 Kenneth roamed the streets knocking on a very suspious door. A door he hadn’t knocked on years. A woman opened with a shotgun pointed straight for his heart. “Go away vampire scum!” She yelled. Kenneth held his hands up. “It’s okay. I’m here to see Nia.” The woman cocked the gun. “Nia was killed by one of you. Now go away.” Kenneth’s eyes opened shocked. “What? Who? How long?”

A second later, the lights flickered back on. Both of them blinked against the sudden brightness while rain continued crashing loudly outside the apartment windows. Damian let out a breath. “Okay. Storm. Cool. I was mentally preparing for a serial killer standing behind the shower curtain.” Quinn laughed softly, her forehead resting briefly against his shoulder. “You watch too many horror movies.” “I profile murderers for fun, Quinn. My brain isn’t healthy.” The warmth between them returned almost instantly after that. Easier now somehow. Familiar.

I felt the car stop and I thought that it was because of the traffic light. The first thing that welcomed us was the arrogant face of that jerk, Stefan. Even his name sounds awful and smells like poop. Alright, it didn’t have a connection, but who cares? I was on the verge of rolling my eyes at him when I felt the fingers of Gaylene on my back. I thought he would put it just like that, but he didn’t.

Wait and I will use a cheap knife for killing them. I stood up from the bed and go to my comfort room to pee. It’s already 3:00 am, I realized it’s the devil hour and I got up from a shitty dream. I finished peeing and immediately go to my bed. I roamed my eyes around. Ace is my next target yet I can’t finalize my plan. It was too hard to think of a successful plan how to kill them all. I am running out of ideas. I think I need to watch some suspense, mystery, thriller movies to help me give ideas. It wasn’t my intention to classify horror movies as cheap.

Seriously? “You didn’t get my message?” he asks, his eyes narrowing slightly at her. She sighs, rubbing her forehead like she’s suddenly got a migraine. “Erm, my serial killer, this is…” She gestures toward Demitri and me. “My stalker and mafia friend.” Great. More drama.

Their gazes locked two predators sizing each other up. Then Salcedo leaned forward, producing a small flash drive he set deliberately on the table. “Break up with Kathalina, Thirdie,” he said, voice low and heavy with malice. “If not… I’ll release the video where—” Thirdie’s eyes flicked to the flash drive. He already knew. He didn’t need to see it. “I’m sure you already know what this is,” Salcedo sneered, watching him. Thirdie’s eyes met his evenly, unwavering. The truth was, he wasn’t afraid for himself. He was afraid for Kathalina…. for her name, her reputation, her life. She couldn’t be dragged into the shadow of his past.

"I didn't expect you to find out about it so quickly and only end up with five hundred thousand." Lori clenched her teeth. She was angry. Were she not tied up, she would have rushed over to Bryce and strangled him. Bryce looked gleeful. "You must hate me so much right now. Too bad for you that it's too late." The housekeeper walked in with a sharp knife right after he spoke. She said to Bryce, "It's all done, Bryce. Let's get this done before the situation gets dangerous." Bryce replied, "All right."

He hurled me to vampire 5 and they recklessly punched me until I couldn’t walk. Killian on the other hand wasn’t having it as rough as I was. Vampire 3 had stopped gagging and was ready to charge at Killian. Killian brought out his dagger and hit it behind him. Both of them began to charge at each other. Killian charged at him until she got to a favorable distance. He then threw his dagger above Vampire 3’s head. Vampire 3 turned around to the dagger in flabbergastation. Killian’s reason for throwing the dagger above him bewilderedly shocked him. Killian appeared above him and grabbed the dagger. Vampire 3’s eye shown in shock and fear. Killian savagely dabbed his dagger into Vampire 3’s dis

“Stay out of it.” I pressed the gun to Scarface’s head and pulled the trigger. Click. Second spin. Click. Selena sobbed. Lucas stepped forward. “Stop this, bro. You don’t need to do this.” He was crying. Shaking. Pissing himself. Then the third. Boom. Blood exploded like a fucking firework. Scarface dropped. Dead before he hit the ground. Selena screamed like a banshee. Her knees buckled. She collapsed onto the gravel, hands over her face, shaking like a kid.