Satin

Rivulets of blood poured from the wound on the neck of the victim. My victim. The pool of red saturating her hair matched the satin draped across my knife. His hot breath dragged across my ear as he grabbed hold of my upper arm and whispered
"Finish this."
And with a sigh as shaky as my hand, I did.
This is the story of how I lost my humanity.

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Aspen Whitton gets more than she bargained for when she unknowingly steps into a world filled with demons, hellhounds and things she wouldn't dream of in her wildest nightmares. Death looms in every shadow, every corner and with her humanity hanging on a very thin thread, Aspen is about to learn that there are much worse places to be than hell.