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Ongoing, First published Jun 05, 2017
"We advise you to stay in your homes until this deranged woman is caught and put into captivity." Said the petite woman reporter.

Nat, or Natalie smiled at this report as she skidded past the rain drenched sidewalk. The rain wasn't the only thing in the liquid, there was a slight crimson color that left off a metallic scent. The scent that Nat adored the most. 

Blood.
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Completed book Thank you all for the support and positive comments! ❤ ~ In a flash of a second the stranger, who offered me these roses, shot through my mind. He seemed very peculiar to me. Not only his appearance was strange, but there was also a weird aura coming from him. It kind of intrigued me. He seemed so self-confident and also somehow...unnatural. I couldn't even tell if I would trust him or not. There is something off about him. He wasn't a random stranger - that's for sure. He was there for a reason...like a beast, waiting for its victim to cross paths. And his smile...this smile said more than a thousand words could, and yet, you couldn't figure out anything about it. No matter how hard you would try, you would never be able to read his expressions or his thoughts, lingering in his mind. ~