A Killer's Passion
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Ongoing, First published Oct 07, 2018
Mature
Was it a coincidence? 

No...there are no coincidences to this monster--this creature, this beast.

His name was William Wrake, a convict in Dr. Ryan Hubert's Asylum. 

His name was known across the country as being the only man who killed and mutilated the bodies for God. But, when he was captured by detective Blake Willis, he finally began to develop the urges for revenge...

Not only that, a familiar face came to him years after his childhood. 

Dr. Caoimhe Niamh, a specialist in finalizing an insane person's rehabilitation, decided to bring William into her home and test him for his behavior in public areas after years of being away from civilization. 

And yet, suddenly, urges begin to arise to both childhood friends as they begin to have a passion for one another. 

Criminal and Doctor grow curious about each other's actions...forming A Killer's Passion.
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December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.