If you think people with a serial killer fascination are crazy, wait until you read my story. my name's zayda, and this story isn't really a story at all, it's more of a reenactment of the night I met him, and our life together. wondering who he is? he is the most dominant, dangerous beautiful man in the world. his eyes glowing blue-white, his jet black hair, his white skin, his seductive voice. he is my lover, he is my soul, I'd kill for him and die for him.