Love Kills
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I have always loved horror movies, they always kept you wondering what was around the next corner. I never thought any of it was real, the stories were made up. There couldn't possibly be someone crazy enough to murder a bunch of random people, or is there.
I soon find out serial killers do exist, and I am found in a crazy love story with a man who decapitated my friend before my eyes.
This is the story of how I fell in love with a serial killer.
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This story does contain graphic scenes, sexual scenes and profound language. After all, this is a story about a serial killer.
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