CRUEL| 18+
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Last published Sun, Nov 3, 2024
Ryker Millavano was wired wrong.
He had an evil in his blood , one worse than anyone had ever seen in the underworld.
Ryker didn't care.
He would kill someone even for looking at him wrong , he was a glitch , an animal.
He always killed his targets precisely - yet different and each one slightly worst than the last.
He was flat out insane and he didn't even care.
So why did he spare her?
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