Xyz Murders Novels & Stories

Not the ugly, scarred, cracked-open pieces that had to survive long before Brandon ever happened. He knows the aftermath. The bruises and the blood. The hospital photos, the scars I couldn’t hide. But that’s just a chapter. There’s a whole damn book before that, and most of it doesn’t have happy endings. Xavier doesn’t know the things I’ve done. The people I’ve tricked. The way I’ve used my body just to stay warm, just to eat, just to make it through the night. He doesn’t know how survival can twist a person into something unrecognizable—and how easy it is to become numb when no one is watching.

Emma said Zach and Alex eyes locked into each other pitiful Like throughout the night I couldn't stop thinking about my sister Sarah Emma added Wait a minute who's Sarah"Zach said surprisingly Alex remembered they didn't actually add that part to their story Immediately Alex and Emma eyes locked into one another You think we should tell him Alex said Zach still looking confuse as fuck "tell me what" Emma nodded in agreement of telling him Alex immediately feed Zach in everything concerning Sarah disappearance That's mess up!!!! Your own father you mean to tell me your father is in agreement of killing and cutting his own daughter open for money Zach said Wickedness that men do Alex added Buh

But now, she was gone, and all that was left were the memories of her—memories that will remain for eternity. That night, Xylo did not come back home. It was only in the morning that I saw him in the basement of our home. His clothes and hands were covered in blood. I could see nothing but red in him. He had probably killed all the wolves associated with her death, but I could see that it didn’t help him at all. He still looked miserable, and I didn’t think he would be fine anytime soon. I didn’t think he would recover from this heartache.

I realized I hadn't memorized Xavier's number, so I decided to call Cindy instead. The moment she realized it was me, the words that came out of her mouth made my knees nearly buckle. “What's going on with you, Scarlett? I've been calling you all morning. Is the news true? Did Xavier, your husband's son really kill your stepmother?” I was completely tongue-tied. “What are you talking about?” I shouted. “Explain it to me so I can understand!” Cindy quickly told me it was the hottest news everywhere, that Xavier had become a murderer.

“Mistakes won't be tolerated.” Macy is a Beta, and her job is to head the Omegas. She rules over us with an iron fist and a sharp tongue. She doesn’t work with us, she only directs us. Laughter, music and conversations meet my ears as I step into the ballroom that has turned into a banquet hall. Then I smell it. Sharp pine, lavender, and frost. The scent wraps around me like a second skin. My heart thuds painfully against my ribs. Mate. My wolf stirs, clawing toward the surface. Every cell in my body recognizes him.

There was a buzzing sound in my mind. I spoke without even realizing it. "W-What did you just say?" I asked. "I drove in to pick up my son, but I hit the gas instead of the brake and ran over a little boy. His face was covered in blood. He was wearing that blue hoodie just like the one your son always wears–" I was about to explain when Esther Lawson cut me off. "Eve Spencer, just get over here now! I swear I didn't mean to do it!"

That makes Owen a nice chunk of change on the side. Walking towards his work shop out behind the motel, he passes the newest guests that checked in last night. Three teenage boys and two girls. They are making a documentary of locations across the country that had been the scene of a grizzly crime. They were telling him that they had already filmed nearly one hundred places, the most famous being the Lizzie Borden house, the Amityville Horror House, Ed Gein's house, Jeffery Dahmer's house, and the Vallisca Ax Murder House. They told him they were on there way to California to see the Manson Mansion. Owen feigned interest before politely slipping away before they could ask him to 'say a few w

Well, they made the wrong choice. Xiaza, 15 years of age, who can even kill a living person and heart has long been dead, what's more if it is already an undead person? Of course she will also kill them, when she saw that they took the initiative to hurt her. The cry of Zombie's despair echoed in Xia's home next after her laughter ceased. Xia looked down at her bloody fingers that were covered with zombies black mixed with green blood. So dirty, she then looked down at the figure, ah no, the bloody corpse lying pitifully with its rotten organs dug out near her feet.