Woodsboro was a quiet unseen town until a brutal murder of Maureen Prescott changed it all.
Harmony Prescott was your normal horror fanatic, she wasn't bubbly or popular. No but she was angry that was one way to explain her.
Harmony and her cousin Sidney have been through hell and back, but in the end it's made their connection to each other stronger.
"Come on baby, scream for me" the man in the mask told the struggling woman in his arms.
"I wouldn't give your sadistic ass the satisfaction" she seethed before he gripped her by the throat, squeezing the air out of her lungs, as he brought his masked covered lips to her ear.
"We'll see about that" he whispered. harmony choked for breath, feeling and hearing the hunting knife shred off pieces of her clothing.
✨mature content✨
✨TRIGGER WARNING INCLUDE: noncon, violence, character death, manipulation, possible kidnapping, and misogyny. Your media consumption is not my responsibility 18+🔞✨
I don't own scream
Summary: You are drawn to the thrill of horror, a fan of all things macabre. On a chilling Halloween night, your obsession leads you down a path of darkness as Art the Clown takes an interest in you, one that goes far beyond a typical haunting.
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Warning: this isn't a really lovey dovey book like most are, this book I tried to make as close as possible to the real art himself. If gore and blood isn't your thing then I don't recommend it, if you can't handle mental torture then this book isn't for you either.