Novel & Cerita Totally Killer Chris

“Police report have confirmed that the mangled body that is found yesterday at the city last evening is similar to the method of killings of one of the controversial serial murderer, Andrew Mendez, 16 years ago at Delhi province. However, based on our initial investigation, the convicted murderer is already died. This is Kamilla Riz Dela Torre, SNS News reporting.”

"Oh. Yes. I’ve read it three times, but I find comfort in the end of the world sometimes. It makes my own feel... manageable." A genuine, boyish grin broke across his face. It was the first one I had seen that didn't feel like he wanted to hurt someone. "I’m more of a THE SHINING man, myself.” My heard perked up. “You’re serious?” “Why wouldn’t I be?” I laughed, a small, genuine sound that surprised both of us. "Nathaniel, you like Stephen King? I pictured the Valak men reading war manifestos or ledgers of their enemies."

Chris Bradford—that's… that's Killer. Shit!

I instinctively dashed straight to the room. Chris was on the bed, pinned to it by a muscular man, the front part of the dress he had on was ripped, almost like someone tried to molest him or something and I felt my eyes clouded by red. Before I came back to my senses I was holding the heart of the alpha in my hand, the alpha who had my omega pinned to the freaking bed. Fuck! I thought realising that it wasn’t me talking but Chris’s wolf. “Why did you kill him? We could have tortured him and forced information out of him, now we can’t know who sent him?” How could he still act rational in this situation, when the tits on my body were left bare.

However, extreme fear, like we were throwing out, made it really fucking difficult to bravely fight through it by shaking it off. ‘Not wanting to distract you, but your mate just fucking decapitated a demon with her fucking wing. I’m in awe, a little fucking afraid of her, and wondering why the hell I didn’t bring any candy for the show!’ Chris said. I could guarantee that he had a gleeful smirk on his face that matched the ecstatic tone in his voice. ‘I know for a fact that you would’ve brought candy. You’ve probably already popped it in your mouth. We both know that you’re a fucking glutton for entertainment. Instead of coming prepared with weapons, you’d choose sweets.’

The evidence was not enough to create an arrest for them. Jett nodded continuously as he digested the information. It seems that like them, Krieg and Rory are lying low. The traitor, Chris, is already dead and left his wife to deal with all his unfinished business. “I see.” He stood up and strolled around the park after seeing the sky start to light up. “Thanks, my man. Perhaps this will be our last call, and I want to let you know—enjoy your new life. Be faithful to your family and even if it’s now tainted, take pride in once being a Rios.”

Each face in the crowd looked on at me in absolute horror, as if they were preparing themselves to witness my death. I looked on at the rumored Alpha Killian as he came to a stop a mere five feet in front of me. I could finally see where all of the rumors had come from. While I stood at a whopping 5'3', Alpha Killian had to be well over 6' tall. Not only did he tower over me in height, but the frame of his body was enormous, with hands as big as my entire face. I resisted a shutter as I thought about how easily he could crush me, and end my simple life. Taking a deep breath, I looked up into the face of my mate, and felt my mouth open.

~Chris xx. "

she told him looking worried “Hey, your brother mentioned something about your limited knowledge about this place, how long have you been here?” “About a year or more, I can’t tell anymore" she looked him straight in the eyes “it wasn’t easy getting to this place". “I ......-" he waited for a customer to pass by before he continued in a lowered voice “I wanted to know, that first guy we killed-" “You mean YOU killed" she cut him off “Ok" he sighed “the one I killed, he called me something, he called me Jhin I think, is that my name or is that even a name”

His gesture made it seem like she didn’t want to miss a single detail of my story. “I-” I thought back to the moment when I was with Tiger, the cat's name that I came up with this morning. “I wanted her to live.” “And you thought about it when you stroked her.” It wasn’t a question. It was more like a blatant statement coming from him, like my story was proof that I am a witch. I shook my head. “That’s not enough to convince me, Doctor Kusher.” “Killer Smile.” Doctor Kusher said. With just those two words, he made me freeze on the spot.