(COMPLETED STORY) It's Rose Adam's senior year of highschool, and she just moved to a suburban town known as Blakeson Canyons. As every trouble in her life seems to fall into place in this perfect town, she soon comes across a mysterious 17 year old boy, left alone and not talked to for his past, Blaire Weston. Warned to not talk to what's assumed to be a psychotic killer, Rose can't help but to get to know him to understand who he is, thinking that everyone is so quick to jump to conclusions. Little does she know, it would be the worst mistake of her life.

"Oh, no." He sighed, cupping my tear stained face in his hands. "No, no. Don't cry." I'm unable to tear my gaze away from the surging mania in his eyes. "Just panic-" He chuckled, a wicked smile treading across his lips, "-because I'm going to fucking kill you." *** Suriah Moon-an average hardworking woman-lives peacefully as a barmaid in the renowned Midnight Club. For the first time ever, Suriah lives comfortably with no worries and no troubles; surrounded by friends that have grown to become family. There's nothing that could make her give up this life that took ages to build. That is until she begins to regularly meet a strange character. Every. Single. Night. An unreadable man with eyes like black fire, who always seems to be watching, disrupts her routine and stirs trouble into her head. Suriah's unfortunate to have caught the attention of the wrong stranger, and in one single night, the peaceful life she lives is ripped from her. UNDERGOING EDITING !!! *** #1 in Romantic Suspense 9•29•22 #1 in Stockholm Syndrome 12•26•22 #1 in Violence 1•24•23 #1 in Abduction 6•27•23 #1 in Abducted 6•27•23 #1 in Obsessive 8•19•23 #1 in Onesidedlove 11•4•23 #1 in Stockholm 11•5•23 #1 in Tension 3•8•24 #1 in Stockholm 6•20•24 #1 in Stockholm 12•3•24 #1 in Stockholm 12•10•24 #1 in Romantic Suspense 12•18•24 #2 in Obsessed 4•18•23 #2 in Stockholm 6•3•23 #2 in HateLove 3•4•25 #3 in Hatelove 1•24•23 #4 in New Adult 7•12•23 #4 in Onesidedlove 6•7•24 #5 in Stalking 12•22•22 #5 in Tension 12•22•24 #6 in HateLove 7•19•23 #6 in Mystery 7•30•24 #6 in New Adult 1•20•25 #8 in Kidnapped 12•13•22 #8 in Stalker 2•18•23 #8 in Obsession 11•15•24 Art Credit : Henrik Aa Uldalen lo

❝I hurt people; especially pretty girls like you ❞ In which an innocent but broken girl foxtrots with insanity. And the music only stops when a demented man says so. ➳ Criminal psychology student Tahlia Meyers finds her world in disarray after being assigned to observe an infamous serial killer, who in turn, takes an uncanny interest in the girl. [ © Cluelessdaddy 2017] •Featured in Mystery• •#2 in Mystery-Thriller•

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."