I should have never moved to Shady Cove.
All of my dreams were a reality in this wretched town. I experienced a love so indulgent it was like a bomb going off, wiping every other reality from existence. Fuck everything else, I had love.
Cue the eye roll from everyone who was not a teenage girl.
Every book, every movie, every fucking song— my whole life I was being told that love was all that mattered. I was invincible. Nothing could touch me when I was in love. But, is it worth it to taste heaven for a moment only to have it yanked away while you spend eternity suffering in hell?
I was inclined to think the answer to that philosophical question was 'no' as I wiped the fresh blood on my hands off on my silk sheets. I picked the dry blood from my last kill out from under my fingernails as I contemplated every decision I ever made.
This can't be hygienic.
So much had changed in such a short time. The old me was dead, long live the walking pit of agony and despair I had become. I adjusted the stupid fucking crown on my head.
Who would have thought that I, Rose Johnson, teenage girl and shit-talker extraordinaire, would be so accomplished at such a young age? I had a host of servants, lived in a motherfucking castle, my kill count was getting up there, and I hadn't even graduated high school yet.
Someone call Forbes so they can interview me for 30 Under 30.
I laughed at my own internal joke, my laughter bouncing off of the stone walls as I stuffed another body under my bed. I ignored the arm of someone else peeking out from the other side.
Someone just fucking kill my macabre ass already.
I should have just stayed in LA and died a normal death. Like falling off of a cliff filming a TikTok or something.
At least I would have gone viral.
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Heroine
FantasyRose Johnson is beautiful, softhearted, and wildly inappropriate. After moving with her parents to the mysterious town of Shady Cove, she discovers that the world is much stranger than she ever believed. Running for her life becomes a daily exercise...