Victim Novels & Stories

Balric snapped, *Eyes to the floor! Realizing my mistake, I tore my eyes from him and back at my feet. *Shit! Thanks.* Focusing on the task at hand, I said, “I have discovered nothing that connects the victims. They’re varied in standing, skill, and influence, but I don’t think it’s random or otherwise, the body count would be much higher.” “Speaking of Philip Gregory,” the praetor said. “Why do you think Balric killed him?”

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

Revenge was the worst kind to backfired, it would be blood for blood and life for life. “I don’t know, ask Vincent Polin,” Jilly replied simply. It was thanks to him that she got to find out the Bagin’s kids' revenge plan. They still couldn’t accept that their father died because of his enemy but they were not satisfied until they get the murderer. Jilly was simply doing her job as she was hired by the one who wanted Bargin dead. So, to put it in a normal way, she was innocent.

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.

He whispered in her ear and she was disgusted to her core. She struggled to get away but he was too strong. Until she doubted if he was a real human or really an animal. Then suddenly after 5 minutes of abuse he pushed her to ground so hard that her head hit the bedside table and she lost her consciousness. Without noticing her for a second he moved away to the door until he stopped in his tracks. He looked back to see. She was not moving. She was still like she was dead. His mind blew and he almost ran. As he reached her, he turned her over on her back as she was laid on the ground lifeless on her front. There was so much blood on the floor that it even flowed beneath the bed. Her head was

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

A wet, snotty wall. "Oh, please. You hated the fact that I was finally happy. My life has been hell, my stepmother hates my guts, my step-sisters wouldn't even acknowledge my existence, I have this stupid scar everyone shames me for, while you have everything. Friends, guys who literally throw themselves at you, family. While I have nothing. Why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" Tears slid down her cheek without hope of stopping and all I could do was stand there and take her abuse because she's right. Even if I didn't plan for this to happen. I became the villain in her story without even realizing it.

He's a beast. Kevin's eyes dropped down to her exposed chest. There were many hickeys on her neck and a huge scratch on the top of her right breast; standing out boldly on her pale skin showing his ruthlessness. Emma clenched the thin fabric of her gown to prevent it from slipping down and revealing her breasts. Her heart was pounding against her chest. Without a word she moved past him and bent down to grab her clutch that lay near the door. The exact place where she'd dropped it along with the phone when he pulled her inside the room. Picking it up, her trembling fingers rummaged through it until she found it, the cheque. The piece of paper that allowed him to molest her, and exploit her r

“Did you identify the corpse?” “The victim is Grant Newman. He’s a street thug, his turf’s around the rental houses. He was the culprit behind the indecent video uploaded online two days ago.” “Revenge murder?” The captain for the criminal investigation corps frowned slightly. “Who was the victim in the video?” “The eldest daughter of the Dawn family, Victoria Dawn.” “Look into it.” ***** “Captain Hunter, Jasper is here. He’s probably here for Adrian’s case.” The captain closed the new case file and immediately got up to welcome Jasper.

his victims in the hope that the women can be identified. They are still working on the remaining 43 cases to which he confessed. "Although he is already in prison, the FBI believes it is important to seek justice for every victim, to close every possible case," Christie Palazzolo, an FBI crime analyst, said in a statement. "Believe it or not, you only see evil a few times in your career," Marcia of the Los Angeles Police Department told The New York Times. "Looking into his eyes, I would say that he was pure evil," she recounted. And it is that the amount of details about the murders that he claims to have committed, the major