Stories tagged “serial killer”

  • All in the family (Mature)

    I am perched on the edge of a seat that doesn’t want me, three legs shorter than the fourth. I am not a natural born pessimist, I believe in good things. Good things for good people, it’s just that I’m not good people. The preceding events ag...

    • Author: Copernicus
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • All in the Family II (Mature)

    “Disposing of a body isn’t as easy as it used to be,” I said, my mother shakes her head “What did I tell you? Huh,” a whispered demand. I hit replay and re-run our conversation but most of the words are hidden beneath the splatter. “I can

  • Evil (The true Confessions Of Rosemary West)

    My name is Rosemary West. “Rosemary, heaven restores you in life” Fred would say after burying a body. I usually ignored the statement, as I was not sure if it was a compliment or not, but him saying that with this one look on his face was ...

  • American Psycho in 10 words

    Patrick Bateman cleanses, moisturises, tones, rapes, kills, hallucinates et cetera.

    • Author: Coccinella
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Home is Where the Hearts Are

    Pausing at the front door I rested my hand on the heart-shaped door knob. Much of this was my fault. If I hadn’t left, I could have prevented the house’s decline. Hopefully, it hadn’t been gutted. The house was not as I remembered it....

  • Of Umbrellas, Spiders, and Dark Times

    “I’m going to catch the Spider, James.” Elizabeth called from our bedroom. She was referring to the city’s most used means of transportation, one that the public was assured was as safe as the zepplins that dotted the sky. I had...

  • Human Waste

    There were always good pickings around the truck stop – bins stuffed with slimy sausages, cold chips doused in thick grease and clots of sauce. Even when some idiot yearling overturned a bin, the staff never bothered to chase us off, prefering to...

  • A Letter To New Scotland Yard

    Commissioner, As you can see by the grisly photographs that accompany this letter, I am a killer, and a skilled one at that. There are a few missing, my earliest ones, but you have images of those in your archives, I know. At first, I thought I was on ...

  • Changing Classes

    The air in the classroom was stale and hot. Two dozen students were on their phones- texting or checking Facebook. Few were actually talking. None were paying attention. It was the first day of class and the teacher was nowhere to be seen. A strange bi...

  • How It Feels to Kill

    The girl’s small voice asked, “What does it feel like to kill?” The man flashed her a smile, all white teeth. They reminded her of a predator. The flashy grin you receive from the cannibal planning on eating your flesh. “It feel...

    • Author: meep
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • To Kill Again

    Marlowe awoke at dusk. His room stank of rancid, rotting things but cutting through that pervasive stench was something different, something important. He stiffened when he realized what it was. It was the scent of the Hunt. His body responded causing ...

  • These Long Nights (Mature)

    “Get a load of this guy. Jewish Detective.” The burly dockworker chuckled to his buddies who ranged from equally stocky to short and fat. Max nodded politely, ignoring the racist remark. Anti-semitism waxed and waned- even in America. ̶...

  • Barren of Life, Abundant in Inspiration

    Stephen walked home, bent under the weight of his backpack. The sidewalk was cracked and barren, reflecting the worst parts of the area. Stephen didn’t mind though. He saw every step as an opportunity for adventure. A grim-faced mafia don rides b...

  • Tales from the Sidewalk: Toeless (Mature)

    The alley was cold and dark. Abandoned tenaments prevented the sun from ever reaching the strange maze that lay between them. Alone, except for the company of a three-legged rat, the serial killer known as the Toeless knelt, rocking back and forth as a...

  • Special Order (Mature)

    The address had been consuming too much water; a thawed frozen hose, spigot still on. The poor bastard slipped on the deck’s slushy surface, landing hard on his ass. Immediately he heard a childlike voice “Would you like to come out and pla...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Sifting Through Life (Mature)

    Within twenty minutes of the Water Department worker calling 911, the boxy backyard was turned into a huge present offered up to the grieving, wrapped up in miles of yellow police tape. Keep this area clear. Sir, get back! Sargent Ferrone studied the s...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
  • On Parade (Mature)

    Ferrone stood motionless in the icy room. Behind him was another door to a much larger room. A lounge really where fifty one searchers waited to KNOW. Ferrone thought it was too early, his team needed more time to properly identify all the children. Bu...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
  • Let His Gaze Fall . . . (Mature)

    The serial killer inaccurately called the Black Widow, aka the Dame (or Diva) of Death, waited in silence. It wouldn’t be long before he showed up. She wiped clear oval in the fog on the bathroom’s mirror and used it to check her make-up, thumbing ...