The Tenth Victim Novels & Stories

"You think a cheap honey trap works on me? How many lives do you think you have? How dare you pull this in front of me?" The young woman was barely able to breathe. She clawed desperately at his hand and begged frantically, "I'm sorry! I was wrong! I won't do it again! I really don't know who hired me. He contacted me anonymously. I just got paid a huge sum of money!" She didn't sound like she was lying, so Vito released her. She collapsed onto the floor, gasping. Then he turned to look at me. Even though the woman didn't know who was behind it, both of us had already thought of the same name.

What kind of nonsense this man spouting about? "Don't be ridiculous!" He snapped. "I choose this picture because she is the first victim!" "Ahem..." Inspector Kim Min Ah clears her throat. She cast down her pen and took out another picture from the other document folder. Then, she slides a photograph of a woman beside the first picture. Inspector Kim is peering at her chief with distrust. "Chief, she is the third victim, not the first one. Noh Jenna is the first victim, chief. She is a thirty-eight years old housewife from the Park Hills district. The third victim is Shin Minji, a student and a part-time model. Well, from her appearance alone, she is very much your type, sir."

But nothing was going to stop her from going out with Aaron tonight--nothing. She hadn't spent a lot of time watching television since her Transformation, but she flipped it on now, hoping to distract herself from anger at her mother and excitement for that evening. The awful program choices made her remember why she didn't watch. She paused on the news, her jaw dropping at the scene unfolding on the other end of the camera. A small woman with a dark complexion and a thick Spanish accent was explaining, "The body count now, including those found in the alleyway and those in the rainforest just east of town, brings our total to fourteen victims." "Interesting," the news anchor back at the sta

Though he doesn't know what is going inside her head because she won't discuss much with him, he is sure that she will win. "He has been caught on the CCTV loitering around the murder location before it happened." One of the wannabe prosecutors puts down his argument. "There is a strong link between the victims and the murderer. He killed his ex-girlfriend after the 100th day of their breakup. He killed the neighbourhood boy after the 100th day of his father's birthday. He killed that grocery store cashier after the 100th day of his university school graduation day. The list is long. It cannot be a coincidence. He is the total psychopath. "

Unknown POV "Another inhuman incident occurred on May 24, 2021, between 12:30 and 2:30 A.M. The victim, identified as Mr. Andrew Wilkins, 24, a landscape architect, was brutally murdered in cold blood in a desolate location by puncturing his chest and shoving away his heart by an unknown repulsive suspect. According to the police department, this has been the 17th reported murder from the same culprit ever since these mysterious killings has started 6 months ago.."

said Hugo as he looked at the team. “You’re right,” Damon said. “Guys, the vampire has another victim,” said Raven. Raven showed the video to her friends, and only one woman was the victim. It lives in a condominium and looks like it works for a big company. According to the news, no blood was left on the woman’s body. It was like the eight victims outside and inside the bar. It was as if it had sucked in until it completely drained. It nearly removed its head from its neck.

He distanced his lips and held the sides of my head. “What’s wrong?” he asked wiping my tears away. I didn’t know that I was crying already. I looked upward to stop my tears from falling. I looked away and wiped my own tears. I breathe in before facing him and pulled the best smile I could form. I held both of his cheeks. “It’s okay. I will search for you in the next life.” I locked my eyes on his. He leaned his forehead against mine. “I’ll wait for you.” You won’t wait long, Grip. At the very moment I laid my eyes on the black scroll I know that my name was written on it, I was the thirteenth victim. I was that SH, Serra Hilario.

When Adrian Hale chose Rosalie Quinn for the tenth time, I was hanging helplessly over the cliff’s edge. He clutched a rope in one hand, the web between his thumb and forefinger worn raw and bloody. Rosalie was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. “Adrian, I’m scared…” He hesitated for only a second before pulling out a dagger and cutting through the rope on my side. “Clara, hold on. I’ll come back for you after I save Rosalie.” The system counted down in my ear. [The tenth abandonment has been confirmed.] [Life countdown: zero.] Before I fell, I didn’t wait for him to turn around like I had the previous nine times. I only smiled at him. “Adrian Hale, we’re even now.”

If Tenth, a mate, had to end my life to gain peace and avenge her sister, I accepted it. A figure stopped Tenth from ripping my head off, knocking it far into a tree trunk. - Tenth stop it! - Third says in front of her. - Mind your business! This is between me and her - Rosna, pulling herself together - Girls, don't meddle. - I say lifting my torso with difficulty and wiping the blood from my mouth. - No, you have to understand each other, it's just us now and we can't kill each other.

To climb the highest mountain killing innocent people was a law. “What should we do with the body, Mr. Muriel?” One of the men asked. “Let the daughter know he’s the death.” Stefan said before walking to the entrance of the bodega and act like nothing had happened, The night had fallen, 7:00 p.m. and the day was barely finishing. Rebecca couldn’t be any more tired in the same as her friend Judith. When the last client got out of the salon, Judith and Rebecca could finally see a moment of rest.