people say they would kill to be with a girl. nobody thought michael would actually do it. (warning: contains extremely disgusting and gruesome content such as murder, torture and things of the sort. Please do not read if you are sensitive or cannot handle reading gross and disturbing scenes. Thank you.)

"Well, Miss Alice, Haven't you ever heard of Jack the Ripper?"

[COMPLETED, SEQUEL COMPLETED, THIRD BOOK COMPLETED] People called him a monster, but if anything, I felt safer with him. By the time it was winter, Angel had a new neighbour move in next door. Wearing weird clothes and has strange behaviours. At school, rumour of a supposed serial killer has spread, teachers, neighbours, complete strangers, all randomly dead. No patterns, no traces, no nothing. When Angel gets close to her new neighbour, she realized just how much deeper his secrets are.

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

to whoever loves her next -- a guide. © 2015 zaynkillers (cover made by mclahey)