Insanity Bites |z.m| |h.s|
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"Stay away from me," I warned hopelessly, earning a chuckle from him.
In a matter of seconds I was pinned against the wall and his hands were wrapped possessively around my waist.
"My sweet little Rosalie. We both know I can never stay away. Why do you even bother resisting?" He whispered into my ears whilst his fingers snuck under my shirt, his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps across my waist.
I sucked in a breath and bit my lip, paralyzed from the dilemma of wanting more and needing to save myself.
"I want you Rosalie. I've never wanted anything more," he sighed and then he bit my earlobe. I resisted the urge to moan as he fisted my hair tilting my head back leaving my neck exposed to him.
He stared at me with lustful eyes. "I'm going to break your life apart piece by piece like a jigsaw puzzle and then I'll get rid of all those other pieces until all you're left with is me," he mumbled greedily as he devoured my neck with kisses.
I arched my back desperate for his touch even though I knew it wouldn't last. In a state of euphoria I asked him the question I already knew the answer to. "And then what?" I whispered hoarsely.
"And then I'll give you what you want. I'll kill you."
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All Rosalie wanted for her senior year was to lay low, score the highest marks and to get out of there as soon as possible unscathed. However, everything changes when a new student enrolls.
Harassed by something she never thought existed, she finds herself torn between reality and her imagination. With her life now on the line Rosalie must figure out a way to survive even if it means delving into the darkest parts of her mind that may just border on insanity.
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