Sweet, Sweet, Serial Killer
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MatureOngoing18m
Last published Sun, Oct 4, 2020
When you think of a serial killer, the first image that pops into your head is the mugshot of some creepy looking dude, right? Bailey Lorelei does not fit that mould. She's the exact opposite of it, in fact. Not only is she female, but she's drop dead gorgeous. Pun intended.
**Notice: I originally had a different idea of where I was going to go with this, but now I'm going to put a moral to this story. With some life lessons. So I don't agree with the main character's claims about beauty/goodness, okay? :)
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