Random murders have been the news of Deerwood for several months. The police have yet to figure out who this serial killer is and why. What'll happen when sixteen year old Ash Carraway becomes the next target? (This is a rewrite of the original I'd Kill For You) Story cover created by niahouston

⚠️THIS NOT MY STORY⚠️NOT MY TRANSLATIONS⚠️ Description A girl crossed over to a different world, running into a small wounded animal. She thought it was completely harmless. She never expected that once he grew up, it would be this world's most ferocious beast. Associated Names Wen Rou De Ye Shou 温柔的野兽

Stalkers, murder, and lies. He was coming. I was terrified. I heard the doorknob turn and my heart dropped to my stomach. He was here. He entered my apartment. Casually, like he'd been there a million times before, and maybe he had. He wore black sweats and a hoodie, the hood pulled up over his head so I couldn't see his face. He didn't look nearly as dangerous as he was. But I wasn't fooled. I stayed still on the bed, watching him as he approached me. The only light in the room was the dim lamp on my nightstand. He came closer and crawled onto the bed, sitting on his knees in front of me. He reached out a tentative hand and cupped my cheek. I clenched my eyes shut, unable to look at him. His thumb ran across my lips and I shuddered. He was too close, far too close, but I didn't dare move away. He let go of my cheek and reached forward to pull me into his arms. I resisted at first, but his fingers tightened around my shoulders and I let myself sink into his arms. His hug was strangely familiar, and it almost felt comforting. Almost. He stroked my hair and laid his chin on my head. He rocked me back and forth slowly and just seemed to enjoy holding me. When he released me I scrambled backwards, pressing my back into the headboard. He crawled towards me, slowly, like a predator after its prey, and all I could do was watch in terror. He placed both his arms beside my head, his body hovering over mine. I felt suddenly so small, tiny compared to him even though he wasn't that much bigger than me. He leaned down towards me and I whimpered. He stilled, then gently pressed his lips to my forehead. When he pulled back I pulled my legs to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. For a long time he just stared at me, then he reached out and took my hand in his. He brought my knuckles to his lips and laid a soft kiss on my hand. He carefully got off the bed and backed up towards the door. And then he was gone. [slow updates]

"The Flower of Soline?" "Yes." The figure smiled, "It's a beautiful name, no?" "Yes it is. What is it about?" The figure's eyes softened, "I can't tell you that. You'll have to read it for yourself." "Okay." Ah, how he wished he didn't. Maybe then he wouldn't have found himself waking up in that world surrounded by people and creatures that could kill him on the whim. At least he was born with a social status. He'll be fine, right...right? With strange voices and a neighboring Empire plotting behind the scenes he tries his hardest to navigate a world out to kill him. Picture is not mine, all rights go to the original owner! WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS UNDERGOING REVISIONS SO FAR CH. 1-22 HAVE BEEN REVISED