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-Two-Face-

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 5, 2024
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Fanfic
Scream
A wise man once said: „We all go a little mad sometimes"... well that wise man was a serial killer, the first Ghostface in a row, with his partner stu macher. Even tho he wasnt a phylosophist, he was right. We all go a little mad, some more, some less. ------------------------------------------- Okay, some information first, like some really important information! This is my very first english story on wattpad and it might contain many grammatical mistakes. Im not always aware of my mistakes, so feel free to point em out in the cooments. ‼️WARNING ‼️ This is a very violent story. Much people will die and it'll be very pictorially described. It might be disgusting but I hope it's enjoyable. I could need advice too (comment session) and some ideas for the story (relationships, love etc.) too I suppose. Have fun.
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One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_

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