Writer X Serial Killer Novels & Stories

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.

i said with a crazy voice and laugh like a crazy people! Mabilis kumalat ang mga dugo sa cr kung san kame naroon.Mahigit isang oras den kameng na rito.agad agad kong naghugas ng kamay at kutsilyo.IISANG KUTSILYO ANG GAGAMITIN KO SA PAGPATAY SA MGA DEMONYONG TULAD NYO!SISIGURADIHIN KONG LAHAT KAYO MAPUPUNTA SA IMPYERNO!sinabi ko yun sa sarili habng nakatingin sa mga demonyong to!Agad akong nagbihis ng damit at mabilis naq lumabas ng Cr.masuwerte ako at walang ibang pumasok sa sc at nagawa ko ng maayos ang plano ko.walang nakakita na lumabas ako ng ng cr at nagpunta sa counter para bayaran ang binili ko..Maya maya lang ay may narinig akong sumigaw mula sa Cr.Muhkang may nakakita na sa dalawa

Note this," these were some of the ones written on the article. "So, the killer copied what was written in this article for his crime?" Arya asked. Mayacar nodded. "I have a strong suspicion that's exactly what happened." "Thanks for the information. Now we have the lead," said Eroll. "Is the author of this short story still studying here?" I asked. "Yes, actually she's our Editor-in-Chief." "Good. We'll start interviewing her." This would be a long, long day again . "Thanks for informing us about this, Mayacar. We will let you know about the progress of the case. For now, you need to go back to your clubroom first," Eroll said.

Shady people for sure, but… I’m an assassin so I’m shady too. I approach the door to Damien’s bedroom and place a hand silently on the knob, slowly testing it. It’s not even locked… I haven’t opened it yet, listening intently at the door for a moment. I can see the soft glow of light spreading in a small sliver from beneath the door. He must be awake. My suspicion is verified when I hear the soft sound of a page turning in a book or something from within. I turn the knob slowly until the latch is fully retracted then pull the door open slowly without making a sound. As the door opens, about halfway through, a small creak sounds. I move the instant the sound is made, darting in at the same ti

I looked away. "Kiss or Kill." I froze. "Savage Devotion." My throat tightened. "Sinner's Little Angel." My eyes widened slightly. Cathy lifted an eyebrow. "You wrote an entire series about masked men, killers, stalkers, obsession, dark romance..." She leaned closer. "And don't think I haven't noticed how every male lead somehow acts the same." My lips parted no words came out. Because she wasn't wrong. After that night, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

For the second time, I rerouted my sight into his direction. "How do you know my pen name?" He chuckled, his voice as if it crawled up straight from the grave. "Who wouldn't know a fictional character murderer? Of course, you're the famous gore novelist who hasn't updated her on-going story for months now." Right at the moment, I shrugged off my shoulders and took a glance at the dead cosmos. Biting my lips as I was trying to formulate the exact words to say. "So you're one of my Egg Cells?" I beamed and faced him again with a wide smile.

– The man questioned him in his cell. These crimes occurred from Witita to Washington, through all the states. Perhaps some things are made up, as far as the murder series in question is concerned, when he was credited with killing some women he had a bad divorce with, which is why he started killing women. We had the letters he sent the handwriting was similar, he had a unique handwriting style, looks like it was written by the same person, we contacted the police. - So we had to contact the numerous police stations in various locations, which were involved in the case, we looked for any police station that could be connected to the kit, so we looked for information,

Calian opened the files and kept looking through it to match the killer. Allen Cook. Calian’s gaze sharpened. Serial offender. Five confirmed victims. Three suspected. Imprisoned for five years. Released on bail six months ago. Bailed out by an anonymous benefactor. “That’s not coincidence,” Calian murmured. Allen Cook had studied criminal psychology obsessively while inside. He had requested files, profiles and patterns. Especially ones authored by a consultant whose name no longer appeared in public records. The realization settled like ice to Calian. This killer was well prepared and he was wprking someone who bailed him out. If he need to find who this master blaster, he must meet Allen

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting

These are images from conflict and war. I wasn't looking at the work of an assassin with an unquenchable bloodlust. But to be responsible for five heart attacks, four suicides, a helicopter crash, and the stabbing of the journalist takes practice. Plenty of rehearsing and even more coaching. Dividing the page of my notebook with a thin line of pencil, I write the heading Things I know and begin writing points. These deliberate, relaxed, euphoric crimes, expressions of a corrupt lust, is how the killer chose how they were going to die; that was important.