Yellow Raincoat Killer Novels & Stories

Whoever interferes with me, I will kill him and we will both go to hell. ***

His knuckles were white on the wheel. The car stopped in an industrial area— abandoned warehouses, no lights. He killed the engine. "Don't move." He paused, his hand on the door."If you hear anything that's not me— get in the driver's seat and go. Keys are in the ignition." Then he was gone. He was gone before she could answer. She sat in the darkness, shaking. The blood had dried on her fingers— brownish red, flaking. She couldn't stop staring at it. Couldn't stop seeing his face when he'd said"this one is dangerous".

It’s something I’m used to feeling, but this afternoon, when I walked onto the main floor, something was different. Their eyes weren’t just on me, but they were on the men to both sides of me. We still arrived later than what I intended because Kale had his driver stop by a random shop to get himself a new suit. Like me, he wouldn’t be caught wearing the same outfit he did the same before. He even got Shane one, wanting to prevent any unnecessary rumors. I could tell Shane’s initial thought was to decline his offer, but in the end, he agreed to take the suit. I was sure to tell him to refrain from looking at the price, knowing he’d go into shock. Kale had expensive taste, any person with mon

But here, in the quiet solitude of the bathroom, I could finally let out a shaky breath. My head was pounding and the door opened. "Occupied." I screamed "By who?" That wasn't a girl's voice or Marco, it was the strange man. The alcohol has not fully taken over me and my snapped to the door immediately. "Hello Killer" he smiled exposing his dirty teeth at my direction. So I was right, I did know who he was. That's when my head booted and I remembered that voice from Rarf club. He was one of Rarf's guard who had fun with little girls, suffocating them if they dont do as he says.

Gray who spoke. “Well, I actually thought the same code name as the killer didn't give us one himself,” confessed Mr. Anderson. “Of course, great minds think alike,” said Mr. Gray proudly, and everyone else in the room felt a little uncomfortable seeing Mr. Gray's sudden boasting. “Ok …... and finally, the killer somehow transfers the dead body to the victim’s house in the victim’s funeral outfit. He even left the victims in their own room in a position as if they were simply sleeping. And even after doing all these no one ever saw the culprit. There's not a single witness.”

Master Yi asked with some interest. Yang Xiao went straight to the point and said, "Old man, I've investigated it. Five years ago, the person behind the assassination in the tropical rainforest was a guy surnamed Gong. The King of Killers called him Young Master Brown. Do you know who this guy is?" "Erick? Let me think about it. I don't think there's such a person in my memory!" Teacher Yi drawled. When Yang Xiao heard this, he felt that something was wrong.

The heavens thundered away and the rain only got stronger than it already was. "No normal person is supposed to do the things that I did. I killed those people, Nathan. I am a monster. . .Delia was speaking only the truth. . ." I cried as I found it hard to contain myself. At this point, Yuri was too confused to make any reaction. She kept trying to get the blood rain out of her hair but it was a futile attempt as the more she squeezed, the more it resumed being wet again.

I heard him shout that’s why with all my might, I began running and running but then I saw him. Outrage, he stands there, holding the knife like he is going to kill me, right now. I am not afraid to die, but I do not need to die now. I began running again but then suddenly everything went black. “Good morning citizens, the infamous serial killer who drains the blood of his victim and harvest all of their organs of his 10 victims have been captured this morning says police report”

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

Chaos erupted. Everyone scrambled toward the soldier's hospital room. Miller dragged me by my handcuffs, pushing me to the front of the crowd. Through the glass, I saw Enzo tangled in a mess of tubes. Disgust flashed across my face. Then I gave Miller a faint smile. "If I had known you were so hard to kill, I would have used white phosphorus instead of cyanide." "I planned nine perfect executions, only for you to become the one stain on my record."