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Reads 1,369
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Parts 23
Time 1h 41m

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She smiled. "You fascinate me."

"Do I?"

"You feel like death, but you're nice."
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After witnessing a brutal murder, Ivy can't shake the feeling that she's being followed. And oddly, she doesn't want to either.All Rights Reserved

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Nefarious Bliss

Dear prince charming , Don't you know she bled ? All the 'i love you's' between your cigarette breaths were the only lies said. Dear prince charming , don't you know she smiled ? with knives in her back much like a girl gone wild? Dear prince charming , don't you know you were her only light? but it wasn't her on top of you last night. Dear prince charming , was loving you such a crime? perhaps that's why they say , commit full-time. So , pardon the surprise when your betrayal burned. -into her veins , and the sweet smile overturned. There stood your girl out of breath , Her soul craved your death. Aftermath of brutality , never looked this lustful. You did always say , she was quiet the handful. They say murder is an art , perhaps yours was where she'd start. To take away a life , is to play god in devils playground you wont be laughing when your angel is hell bound. It's not a love story , but for those walking with a bleeding heart. After all , hell is a writers bedside table and heaven is a completed draft.