Shut Up And Give Me Murder Novels & Stories

Liam's fist clenched violently, tendons standing out on the back of his hand. After a long, dead silence, his voice shook as he asked Murphy, "So what's your plan?" "We have no direct evidence," Murphy's voice was cold, brutal in its honesty. BOOM! Liam could no longer contain himself. His fist smashed down onto the solid conference table, the explosive sound echoing in the sealed space— "THEN KILL HIM!" A dead silence fell, broken only by his ragged, heavy breathing. His entire body shook uncontrollably, his eyes stained a frightening bloodshot red.

The bodyguards exchanged uneasy glances, too afraid to speak. Jacob's temper snapped, and he kicked one of them hard. "What? All of you lost your tongues?" Terrified, the bodyguards dropped to their knees, begging for mercy as one of them blurted out, "Mr. Morris, we're innocent. It was Ms. Allen. She gave us money and told us exactly how she wanted Ms. Barnes to be punished." Jacob's pupils contracted. He stumbled back a few steps. "Tell me exactly what you did to her!"

Her body convulsed with sobs, her last defenses crumbling, torn away piece by piece. In the end, she closed her eyes, surrendering to despair. But just as the final shred of her dignity was about to be ripped away, the door exploded inward with a deafening crash.

Zane asked her with a suspicious expression and Elena avert her eyes It didn’t take long for Zane to realize that this was all trap. Suddenly Zane started to laugh loudly and Elena looked at him as he went mad. Zane laugh sided and then he looked at Elena with an expression He pulls her towards him and throws her on the table. Elena hissed at the pain and no one had ever treated her like this “Let me fuck you so that you can change your mind about me,” Zane said and hovered over her. he tried to kiss her on the lips

Charlene stood off to the side, a flicker of cunning and amusement flashing through her eyes as she looked at me. But with Mom standing beside her, gripping her hand tightly, her expression icy, she couldn't let her true emotions show too much. Mom looked at me as if I were a complete stranger. "You're nothing but a murderer. No matter how much you deny it, you can't change the fact that you've killed four people. You're a monster soaked in sin. I regret ever giving birth to you, Matilda. These reporters, this media storm, are here to teach you a lesson.

] [I don't know what would've happened to J if he hadn't run. [Wasn't he doomed last time? He didn't know Teddy Terror existed. His injury slowed him down. Then he got stabbed to death. And his shitty little bro never opened the door while he screamed for help.] [We've got two killers in this story, chat. If you enable a murder, you're a murderer.] [Justice for J. He treats his little bro like gold. That piece of shit brother has to go.] [Justice for J. Disown that ungrateful little shit after this.]

The room fell into absolute silence. Old Joe slid off his chair, clutching his ear, shaking. “Next time,” I said calmly, blowing lightly across the barrel, “the bullet goes through your forehead.” My tone was as casual as if I were discussing the weather. “The Corleone family has no room for parasites. Either you return what you stole tenfold, or you keep Luca company.” I looked around the table slowly. “You have three days.” After that, I stood and walked out. Behind me, the conference room fell into a deathly silence.

Rio hurriedly knelt, while pleading desperately to stop him. After receiving a cold glare from Bayram standing nearby, he whispered to me, “For impersonating Reverie, you deserve to die!” As the powder rose in the cup, Wesley remained silent, only comforting me. “Drink it. Father would never harm you.” Bayram immediately bowed in delight. “Your Majesty is wise to grant this spy the most dignified death!” Seeing this, I closed my eyes tightly and tilted my head back to drink. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head, and a flood of unfamiliar images surged into my mind.

I suddenly tell Gunther and his eyes widen. "No wonder there are many unexplainable fatal accidents and murders lately! Fucking bloodsuckers!" Gunther curses as he slams his glass on the table. "Easy, beta. Instead of waiting for them to reach their designated posts, let's intercept them on the way." I offer, a sly smile creeping on my face.

My eyes begin to slowly shut, “If you're not the first thing I see when I wake up, I'll take back my word and kill that motherfucker.” Then everything goes black.