The Christopher Killer Book Novels & Stories

I flicked the hammer on the gun and barged into the kitchen. Nothing could have prepared me for what I walked in on. I was staring down seven gun barrels aimed at my head. Dread welled up in my chest and my stomach twists into knots. There were eight men squished up in my small kitchen. But only one had my heart sinking to my foot. Enzo Corretti. The King of New York. Without a doubt that is the man standing in my kitchen with a glass of water to his lips and a blank look in his green eyes. His file said he was handsome but Jesus Christ!

Chapter One Hundred and Three Cole’s Point of View ‘Seriously… you’re this amazing Vampire-Killer. You?!’ He just grinned and he continued to walk towards me... ‘Surprised?’ He asked ‘Well... You don’t exactly look like a Killer’. ‘Don’t underestimate me. Your pathetic side-piece did’. I was confused by that. What did he mean, ‘’My Side-piece’’? Sensing my confusion, he grinned again. ‘Christopher Knight’. ‘Chris?’ Anger boiled up inside me. ‘What the fuck have you done to him?, He hasn’t done anything to you!’ Throwing his head back, he let out a loud laugh. I bared my teeth, warning him.

"I won't hesitate to kill you should anything happen to her!" Christopher barked as his Golden eyes turned red with anger.. However the stranger chuckled heartily as he stared at Christopher with eyes filled with nothing but ridicule... "You can't kill what's not alive, my friend.." he tilted his head as he scrutinized Christopher with an amused expression... Christopher clenched his jaw tightly as his veins bulged out with pressure.. "I know Nicklaus was here with his mate... Can you tell everything I need to know?"

In the next second, strong murderous intent filled him once more. The woman shuddered before subconsciously backing away from him. “You… You said you weren’t going to kill me, right?” “Don’t be nervous… I’m only not killing you because I don’t want to taint the mind of the person outside. I’m prepared to spare your lowly life. If you’re a smart person, go back and tell Michael you’ve already killed me… Do you understand?” Christopher said coldly. He was like an emperor who controlled the entire world.

“They are dead. You must have seen those files in the cabinet behind me.” Shocked to wonder how he knew when he looked at the key on the ground, he must have left it there and, as Jordan had found out about it, there was no need to hide it. “Look son. I had my own sins and to be honest. I never intended to take part in his sins.” He heaved a deep sigh, covering his face on his palm, “Christopher killed them one by one. And I did nothing.” “All these kids…” his breath stopped, “He killed them?” Jim could feel his numb palm heating up, “And why did he do that?”

So it's always good to let him speak less when it's not necessary. “Thirdly the killer has great knowledge about the human body that most doctors don't have and while torturing he always avoids the vital points that may cause his victims to bleed internally and die. And with the dead body, he gives a detailed autopsy report like a killing signature. So there's no doubt that the killer is a doctor or used to be a doctor or a genius medical student and the latter is the least possible.” “So then, What do we call him? Dr. Killer?” This time it was Mr. Gray who spoke.

"You're a lunatic, Victoria." I leaned against the window, watching the crowd pound on the glass. "But only lunatics are remembered, Agent." And this, all of this, was my masterpiece. The case exploded across the nation. Soon, the "Coma Killer" case was trending everywhere. [Former Art Prodigy Kills Ten: A Twisted Mind or a Deeper Conspiracy?] [Can a Person in a Coma Kill? Experts Weigh In on the Methods] The buzz on Twitter was hotter than the presidential election.

Eroll added who was currently skimming through a thick file. "I knew those two. They are somehow close to me because we are neighbors in the dorm," Christa said. Arya gasped. "What if you're really their target?" "How long have you been in your position as EIC now?" Chris directed the question to Christa. "It's been two years." It was as if I already knew what they were throwing. They're probably thinking that someone wanted Christa's position as the EIC. Well, that's possible. Given the fact that the killer used Christa's short story to accomplish his goal. Because of that, Christa's reputation had been ruined.

" I gulp harshly and stutter, asking him the most horrifying question. Somehow I feel like I know the answer already and it's frightening to think of Christopher accepting the truth before me, and telling me what I am already expecting but nonetheless I want to hear it from him. I want him to be honest with me, to make me able to trust him. "I wouldn't lie, Nicole." He looks towards the ocean, not meeting my gaze as a shadow of guilt envelopes his face. "I have killed people." He sighs heavily and looks down. "My hands are stained with blood, but I can ensure you one thing that they aren't of innocent ones." "I've never taken the life of an innocent." His eyes gleam, looking at me as if expe

Christopher said as he laughed. “The reason why I did not kill them is because I am giving you face. So, you’d better tell me the secrets in this ancient tomb before you die now! That way, I will not hurt any of your acquaintances, then. Otherwise, you can already guess how their fate will turn out to be!” Christopher said. “You are so despicable even though you are a great master!”