A Serial Killer's Love Story

A Serial Killer's Love Story

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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Erotica
Billionaires and CEOs
Blood gushing from her neck. What is this? A knife? Why am I holding this? Her eyes are slowly fading. Her hands have lost their life. ​I felt scared. I took a step backward. I felt something wet on my foot. Is this... blood? It's warm... it's calming me. ​Why? I don't understand. I turn around to see a more horrific scene. Piles of bodies. Women, all naked in their former glory. All lifeless. ​I smiled dynamicly with madness. I am the one who killed them. The one who tormented them. And I enjoyed it. ​I wake up from a hazy dream-a nightmare, I guess. But as I recall, it wasn't a dream; that is what's happening in my reality. I kill for pleasure. I am a serial killer, but no one suspects a thing. I look nice, a prim and proper man from the suburbs. I have a few friends. It's a good thing I live peacefully in my own house, far from others, for they cannot hear the anguished cries of my victims. I love the life I have. I mean, who wouldn't? I feel no remorse for the lives I've taken. ​But then, a miracle happened. A woman came. She changed everything I wanted and believed in. I tried so hard to kill her... but instead, from being the most wanted serial killer, I became a tamed, sheep-like lover. ​This is my story. A total recall of how my life turned upside down. @MissCorsino
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One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_

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