The Hello Kitty Murder Novels & Stories

"You better believe it. Dude the police have been after him for days now. Damn, I never knew Haruto could do such things. It is like he has gone insane. He murdered five people Aito. Five!" My heart sunk to my stomach. So it was true then. It wasn't a dream. Haruto is really a murderer. Still, I couldn't wrap my head around it. "Who are they? When did it happen? He didn't fully tell me everything. He just said his hands were stained with blood and he killed people. Do I know them?" "Do you know them? Dude, you know all of them!" Toshiro exclaimed. "Sakura was number one!"

Hillary said as she opened the file on top of her desk "Why should I worry about myself, I didn't do anything wrong" "An attempted murder is a very serious offence" Lisa smiled lazily and leaned on the desk "But there is no evidence" "But there is evidence of murder!!!" Hillary broke the leisure atmosphere As the office beacame silent as no one said a word just staring at each other "Miss Lieutenant is probably joking with me right" Lisa broke the silence "Miss Smith knows that I'm not interested in joking with you" "Ok... Let's talk about it" Lisa said and leaned back on her seat and crossing her leg

He had stepped on a land mine he knew but what it had been was far from his knowledge and gulping a load of his saliva, he looked away. “Mr. Dean, I am sure you have heard about the quote, curiosity killed the cat?” Alastor alleged eyeing the man with his freezing blue eyes, “Working in this particular facility you must be aware that it has gotten more people killed than just a puny animal. You wouldn’t want to be one of them, do you?” To threaten a police officer in their own station and yet have them cower in their presence was the kind of man that Alastor Tynen was.

There, spelled out vertically across the left-hand margin of the piece of yellow notepad paper, is my name: Susan Baker Adam Jackson Raven Arronson Amaranda Cosack Henry Polls Kyle Andrews Ian Bond Lavanna Cox Larry Wilkinson Ida Brown Aaron Belue Nathon Swanson The only crimp in this is Johnny—but he was killed over a month after the first twelve were, so it stands to reason that Johnny’s murder was not intended to be included as part of the original message. That’s why Nick stopped killing after those first twelve; he wanted to leave a clear gap so that it would be clear that Johnny was not part of the message

The mind is an extremely powerful thing, only you can determine your own strength. Keegan’s P.O.V It was time for my last stop, My Little Kittens father. I had to involve the police, even though me and the guys could handle it. This had to be done a certain way, especially with the amount of evidence Madelynn found. If they knew about it, she would be dead, so no matter how much I wanted to kill this motherfucker myself I knew My little Kitten would never forgive me since her mind is a little screwed when it came to her dad. But we were all on our way, the town was really not that bad. It had the feeling of one of those old country movies, at least in this one the wasn’t a gravel road. But t

She walked over with a deep smile with several officers from the Dragon Cell behind her. A smoking gun? A fingerprint? Everyone was shocked and looked at Harvey strangely. Could it be that he really did kill Wilhelm? And he personally did it? When Donald saw Mitsuki's arrival, it was as if he found someone to back him up. He laughed and said, "You hear that, Harvey? My good friend Mitsuki here has found concrete proof of your murder. Let's see how you're going to defend yourself!" Harvey gave Mitsuki a dry smile. "There's a murder in our country, but you Islanders provided proof? Are you joking? Or do you think everyone is as stupid as you and will believe everything you claim?"

They made me like this. They wished they have been good to me before but it's already too late. Better wish and pray this is not their last day. I am brave. Brave enough to kill. Hi-hi I'm coming closer Lalalalalalalala I will catch you Hum-hum, hum-hum The time, it goes Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock Hi-hi-hi I walked and walked. There is no other door here except the entrance door. It is way too far from here now.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

The ugliest part of myself that terribly wanted to kill the pest at my feet. He already signed his destruction warrant by calling my kitten a downgrade. I should just kill him off right now. Static screeches through my mind, until a different voice breaks through. “Nile!” It’s my little sister. I turn to see her holding a half-conscious Dymond up, sporting an urgent and horrified look on her face.

A man was just killed before me. I raised my head from the guy lying in the pool of his own blood to the long haired guy who was now staring at me. He hadn't lowered the pistol down yet so it was still pointing towards me. I watched a smile appear on his face. He looked familiar, I could swear that I've seen him somewhere before but where? He had a bright set of hazel eyes, he was shirtless but well toned. For a brief second, I almost forgot that the goodlooking young man just murdered someone before me. He finally lowered the pistol to his side and smiled at me.