Blood speckled on me body, and on my tongue. The taste is sweet. The stench of death surrounds me. The dying body under me chocks on his own blood. He cried out in agony as I took my cold blade and ran it across his chest, thrusting it into his stomach. Those screams of death send a smile to curl up on my lips. Lifeless bodies that used to be men and women. But don't worry they weren't innocent victims of death~.
I was awoken from the comfort of slumber by the obnoxious screams of a alarm clock. Arising from the comfortable cushion the had formed to my body's shape during my sleep. Turning off the alarm with one singular tap. Stretching my tired body. I pull myself out of bed, stumbling to the bathroom, i get cleaned up and ready for today. Putting up my long curly black hair in a french braid, i brush a few loose strands out of my face.
if you don't know by now. My name is Victoria Valentine. I'm 23 years old. I live in Seattle, Washington in the US. Photography is my job and hobby. I'll be moving to Paris soon to take my career to the next level.
Along with going on the run so my dark and dirty little secret doesn't get exposed to the world.
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Murderous Romance
RomanceThe horror and deep passion for murder. The lust for blood and the cold touch of skin. Heart pounding Sweat dripping Adrenaline rushing Stomach turning Heart aching Spin tingling The cold passionate romance between a Murder and her Victim
