Writer X Serial Killer Novels & Stories

Dr Edward Wolfe’s pov~ Three years ago, I did the unthinkable: I killed my best friend and closest ally out of anger. FLASHBACK TO THREE YEARS AGO>>>>>> I have to hide who I am to find the one woman who can set me free from myself. My name is Luca Moretti. a professional serial killer for the Serrano Pact Mafia. I come from a very long line of twisted men who have risked it all for everything they want. Even the taste of a woman who belonged to a dangerous man.

Chris commanded. “You would like that, wouldn’t you? Killing is what you do best. I am so disappointed you pulled this shit, Chris. Trying to use the same tactic I used on you is an all-time low. I thought you serial killers were more creative than that.” Dan replied as his back hugged the wall next to the room they were in.

Owen tells them. “Liv kept repeating the phrase 'The master of the damned is but a puppet to the doom..' She pondered it for a long while before she turned to me with wide eyes to ask me 'Could he or she be talking about a killer?' Then she held up a hand, like I was going to interrupt her. She said 'Just think about it for a moment.. most serial killers kill because they like it. Right? They get this sick, twisted little thrill from it. Like your brother. So if a 'master of the damned is but a puppet to the doom' could he be saying that a killer is merely a slave to his own sadistic whims? That a man kills because he is drawn to and he can't help himself?' She looked so cute, being so serio

“You used to be a butcher. Now that I know what you do, it’s weird to me. Why did you choose that profession?” He shrugged. “It’s closer to what I actually do. If someone ever saw something suspicious in my car or elsewhere, say a bloody axe, I’d have an explanation. People wouldn’t think that I’m a serial killer or something.” “Technically, you are,” she said. “It’s just that you kill werewolves.”

His first novel Brotherhood of the Dragon contained another Amun adventure, while 2020 sees the release of his WW1 trench murder mystery, Golgotha. Draven Draven is an author who writes paranormal/supernatural which includes vampires and werewolves, and ghosts. Her works include The Immortals Saga vampire series and the Bane Werewolf Colony series. She’s working on a revenge crime series of short stories and a science fiction series. She’s a graduate of Full Sail University with a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in Creative Writing for Entertainment. She has experience with script-writing, comic writing, and game writing. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading books, specifically paranormal

he said mockingly as I stared confused at him. He sat down on a wooden stool opposite me while staring intently at me. "Tell me what you are still doing with that serial killer?" He asked as though he was whispering. "Serial killer?" I couldn't stop myself from asking. "Oh he didn't tell you, Richard Wilson, your so called boyfriend is a serial killer, he is more dangerous than the devil itself" he said with a mocking smile as I shook my head not accepting any of his word. "You are lying, Richard is not that bad, you are lying, I don't want to listen to you" I said not allowing his words to get to me as he suddenly drifted into a wide laughter.

com/webserial *** ABOUT THE AUTHOR - writing as Alexia Praks (romance) and Bella Chan (BL) Alexia is a self-proclaimed hermit, puppers-loving girl who likes to write anything romance—be it contemporary, historical, fantasy, paranormal, BL, or a combination of any of these. Currently residing in Aotearoa (land of the long white cloud), she spends seventy percent of her time watching anime and reading w*******s and the other thirty percent daydreaming about food and procrastinating. Whatever’s left she actually uses to write books that may or may not bring her a few precious gold coins to support her lifestyle.

“Serializing it. See if anyone else finds comfort in the idea that the system is the real villain, not the people trapped in it.” He made a face. “You’re going to turn our trauma into a horror‑romance serial,” he said. “Of course you are.” “It’s what I’m good at,” she said. He groaned. “If you write me too accurately,” he warned, “people will think I’m bad for them. Broody. Controlling. Irrationally fond of knives.” “People already think they’re bad for them,” she said. “That’s half the appeal of monster romance.” “I’m not a monster anymore,” he pointed out.

“There’s lots of ways to kill people.” He furrowed his brow at me. “Why do you know that?” I rolled my eyes at him. “I’m a writer. I sometimes research true crime stories for inspiration on ways to kill off characters.” “Seriously?” “Some people are worried others will find porn in their search history. My dirty history is full of murder.” He smirked. “Not porn?” I smacked his shoulder, and he brought me into an embrace laughing. “You wish it was porn,” I grumbled into his chest.

He can’t be good to someone he just knew not minding the other he met a bit longer already. I opened the television after finding a comfortable position. My face is all over the news. It’s no longer new. Now I am labelled as a serial killer with the same style of murdering people. Shaira loves stabbing no matter if she uses other weapons too. Dropping my body on the soft couch, I turned it off again. I hate the way, they describe me. The day ended like always. I’m all alone in the house since Zeke is at work. I have a small kitchen here where I can cook so I have no problem. The fridge is full too. When he got home he knocked on the door as a signal he is there.