"I'll Fuck The Word Friend Out Of Your Mouth If You Give Me A Chance." -*- Emily life takes a turn when she loses her purse, only for it to be found by the Mafia Boss, a man who changes her life within a night. -*- [TRIGGER WARNING- Abuse, Rape, Violence, Blood. Strong language. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. Your mental health comes first. ]

Don't mess with the devil Momma always said Don't mess with the devil or you'll end up dead Don't look at his dagger-like eyes, they'll make you bleed Don't listen to his words, he'll lead you into fulfilling evil deeds Making him mad would be your biggest regret He'll make sure you pay an extra fee with your debt He slits throats and crunches bones with emotionless eyes While smirking maliciously with those dark red lips that spill lies He'll pretend to be friendly, give your cheek a poisonous peck But once he's done with you, he won't think twice before snapping your neck

To save her brother, Veronica decides to dig up a vampire's grave and must grapple with the dangers that come with fraternizing with a killer. ***** There's a reason buried things should stay buried. Desperate to save her dying brother, Veronica digs up Lucius' grave--a notorious vampire with endearing charm and a thirst for redemption. Ignorant to the spotlight now on her family after releasing a killer back into the world, Veronica must grapple with her new reality while Lucius is forced to finally face the ghosts from his past, pulling him into the hell he helped create. As enemies begin to draw closer, Veronica finds herself having to choose a side, and leaning toward one she never thought she would. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren Tachibana

You clutched your necklace tightly and snuggled underneath the covers in your new house. Waiting in silence you held your breath and listened. A creak in the floor made your heart thump quickly. A frown washed over your face as you pretended to be sleeping when you heard more creaks and footsteps until they stopped at the end of your bed. A hand was on your neck now. Soft at first then a bit harder. You bit it. Quickly the hand retracted and a grunt echoed in your new large room. You sat up and turned the lamp on as a large man with a hockey mask stood there, rubbing his hand where you bit him. Blood coated his shirt. "Jason Voorhees, you know better than to try and scare me!" You laugh as his clear blue eyes glared at you. In the corner of your room stood a white masked man staring at you both. You smiled at your friends. "I'll go to bed and get Freddy. Then you wake me up, forehead." You laugh and lay back down after turning the lamp off. You and your three killers. Your killers. No one elses. Just yours. ---- (A/N) This story takes place in like real life. Imagine you in this exact situation and how big of a fangirl you are and like you're actually meeting them.