The blood under certain people's skin can't always be hidden.
(Y/n) was in her late teens, nearly a full grown adult. She admired the thought of death and gore that engulfed the world and everything on it. She had always had been a bit troubled with a few diagnosed illnesses and she took advantage of them one by one.
The twisted (y/a) old girl grew tried of waiting for death to take its time on people and things she hated so, she began to take matters into her own hands. Eventually, she found an old house while in the middle of a killing and met with a black haired male not to older than her. He began to admire the girl, lusting and wanting more of her within each day he saw her on her own.~
WARNING!!: This book will contain violent acts such as murder, abuse, fights, possibly drugs, stalking, alcohol, fowl language and possible lust filled scenes. If you are triggered or sensitive to any of these things, DO NOT READ THE STORY. If you do, however, I hope you enjoy it. I will look forward to see the comments and reads.~ :)
You're a Sharp One (Jeff the Killer X Female! Killer! Reader)
25 parts Complete
25 parts
Complete
"Now now.." Jeff's gruff voice whispered into your ear as he pinned you against the wall of your bedroom walls with his knife pressed against your neck. "You're always complaining how no one can catch you, but, you seem so frightened, with my knife against your [skin toned] neck. Face it. You're destined to death," he spoke as he tilted his head slowly to the side, an insane look in his lidless eyes. You looked at him, your own wide with terror. Who was this man? Why was he here?
"He is your soul mate," a faceless man's 'voice' rang through so both of you heard. Jeff turned around, growling lowly.
"What?"
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