Novels by alissa.walton.814

Chapter FiveIt’s been three days since the bloody wall incident, and nothing strange has really come. Xavier would only be around for lunch these days, it felt like he was hiding from me. I spent these days in the library, enjoying all the books that it had to offer. Today like all the other days I was perusing the many isles of the library when I found a book that didn’t look like the rest. I picked it up wiping the dust from its cover, when I opened it up I realized it was a diary. The first entry was dated back in 1988 by a Miriam Knight, is Knight Xavier's last name?“My dearest Edwardtoday you were appointed CEO of Knight industries, your father would be proud. As we bring our first born into the world, I know you will be able to provide for him and I.” Does Xavier have

Chapter FourXavier called into my work for me the next morning, explaining to them everything that occurred last night. I myself couldn’t even believe it happened, but here I am in a stranger's bed. My life has never been this eventful let alone is such a quick succession of one thing after another. Luckily I wasn’t feeling too sick and my body temp had risen over night. My tan skin was no longer pale and my lips weren’t blue, but now there was still my broken wrist to think of. Work had given me the next two months off, no paid leave of course.The other issue of the day was that there was a snowstorm raging outside, apparently overnight 8 inches of snow accumulated. Sadly the storm was still going and everyone would for sure be snowed in for the next day and a half. Xavier assure

Chapter ThreeI didn't see Xavier again for about a month, and our next meeting was less than ideal. It was the night that irrevocably changed my life forever, the night I unknowingly became entangled with a murderer. I had to work the night shift at the diner, I always hated night shift duty. Night time was when all the people you don't want to meet come out, the true villains in society.My shift this night wasn’t bad, pretty tame with the odd occurrence that a drunkard would approach me. They'd make some lame attempt at flirtation before losing their train of thought and leaving me to my work, no one had ever been truly bold enough to try something. I was thankful that this was how far their harassment would go.

Isabella's pov (from now on)Chapter Two"Did you hear the news? Stacy Everett was found dumped in the local woods, poor girl."I overheard this tasteless tragic gossip during my shift at Smith's bakery and diner. It seemed recently like more and more people were going missing and being found dead in some public part of town, but why? How were any of these people connected? I mean I had noticed that so far every person killed hasn't had the best reputation in town but then again that isn't saying much in this hypocritical place.I like to see the best in people but the town's folk here make it hard, they love their gossip. Especially with their hierarchy system set

Chapter Onethird person pov (only for this chapter)Metal against metal, the sound loud and deafening as the knife was sharpened. He took his time wanting his blade to be perfect so there was no resistance, he did the process before every kill. Out the corner of his eye he could we his next victim wriggling around as if she would escape. He internally laughed amused how they all tried to struggle as if they had any chance of escape. The blade strikes again the sound sending chills of excitement through him and shivers of fear through the victim.The man wanted her to feel it, really feel the blade pierced her skin. It would be no good if she couldn't feel the sharp pain that would make their toes curl and have them gi