the death of me ( billy loomis )
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  • Reads 3,160
  • Votes 94
  • Parts 4
  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published Jan 25, 2022
Mature
𝐴 𝐵𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝐹𝑖𝑐
  【 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 】



                  ❝ 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 ❞

                                                


   
                 ❝ 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 ❞






                        ❝  𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾  ❞
  








☄︎. *. ⋆
⋆·˚ ༘ * 🔭 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯  billy loomis starts hooking up with local student christina lopez. shortly after christina finds herself pregnant with billy's child soon before he is discovered to be local serial killer, ghostface. ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・



( 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒 𝐗 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐙 )
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.