His Eighth Kill
  • Reads 186
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  • Parts 28
  • Time 6h 38m
  • Reads 186
  • Votes 21
  • Parts 28
  • Time 6h 38m
Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2023
Are you seeking an adventure to explore the world of hidden? Do you wonder what happens to the people who disappear out of nowhere? Are you curious about the survival guide to escape these situations? If so, this story might give you another perspective on these situations.

Sit on your favourite sofa, grab this book and delve into the world of crime, survival, paradoxes of human emotions, love and a void of all these endeavours. This story will give an outlook on what lies under the facade of people's countenance catered to give specific impressions to society to hide their real interests.



What's this book about?



Obsessed with a serial crime, Myra navigated through the cases, finding every little background of the victims and noting details in her peony diary. Her curiosity eventually led her into the streets of North Campus one night for her internship. Little did she know that she was about to witness a murder, falling to her doom and finding out the perpetrator was the same infamous killer behind this serial crime. This is the survival story of an average girl amidst her adulting phase, falling into the hands of a killer and fighting his manipulation, confined within four walls, aware of his growing interest as he interprets her as an experiment, not a human.
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