238 And Counting- Merome
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Last published Sat, Aug 11, 2018
~Cover Made By fxckingsami~
(IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN)
Jerome is a serial killer... not really something you'd expect. But he is and he's a damn good one. With 238 kills already, what happens when he overlooks something as simple as a pair of gloves? AU! Rated M for a reason! Kinda OCC but.. eh. Trigger Warning, for some triggering stoof. We got some blood, sex, and lots more... BUT HEY ENJOY!
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