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"I heard your rent is suspiciously cheap. There isn't some problem with this place, is there?" I said evenly, "It's great. It's bright and spacious, and the neighbors are nice." He let out a theatrical laugh. "Neighbors? Do you even dare step out of this place in the middle of the night? I heard someone died here, you know." He was clearly just here to laugh at me. I couldn't be bothered, so I turned to close the door. Unexpectedly, he slipped inside before I could act. "Come on, don't be so quick to kick me out. I was kind enough to come all the way here to check on you. What's with that attitude?" Rick sneered.

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

she squeaks when the Street stare comes into play, "my boss at HHW knows I'm here. I need to text him every hour so he knows I'm okay. We put this in place because of the current situation." Seeing red just went from something I've never experienced to the only way to describe my current level of pissed off. I can't look at her as I drive through the streets. "The current situation being three dead women killed by a monster who's on the lookout for his next victim. That next victim will be stabbed in both arms and legs deep enough to have an entry and exit wounds. Then she'll be raped and before she's dead, he'll slice her from throat to pelvis and play in the blood. Only then will he slice

If I don't escape from this house now then there is no use. I can't go anywhere outside from this room because in this whole mansion only his room which doesn't have a CCTV camera. That's the another main reason when ever he abuses me he always dragged me to this room. Without wasting time I opened his phone and dialed one of my friend's number. After few rings he took my call. I was so happy to hear his sound and it was like a summer rain on dessert. " Hel......" Before I could say hello phone was snatched from my hand. With flinch I slowly turned to see who took it from me. I saw Siddarth standing infront of me with his blood shot eyes and that killer looks.

He keyed in the eleven digit code and pushed the door open, moving aside for me to go through first before shutting it and flicking on the TV. I walked over to his bed, undid my belt and slipped off my dress. I shook my head. After everything he'd bought me, he'd forgotten something for me to sleep in, or at least the girl working in the store had. I dropped my bra onto the floor and pulled his black shirt over my head. It was something at least. "Was he a Scorcher?" I flinched at the question and wondered, as I always did, if he'd watched me change.

The black t-shirt he wore clung to his arms, distracting me just as much as they did in the kitchen. "Well, if it is the best friend, then the boyfriend is about to get murdered," I replied, reaching into the bowl and popping some popcorn into my mouth. The spice mix I made danced on my tastebuds. Cheesy and salty. I really outdid myself. "I think the big carnal rule of horror movies is to not fuck anyone until the killer is caught," he continued casually. I'd never heard him curse before, but I'd also never seen him when I didn't have Annika with me.

She once more felt the horrifying shiver right down her spine, as a twisted smile is drawn with the eyes that are threatening and only have the love and care for the lust to kill, while all along calling her name in a whispering way, saying. “Let me play with you, Chantal.” Somewhat her grave is already been dug and deeper than she could ever expect, and now she is within it and by any moment will be her burial. Her entire body froze, as she could not take away her eyes from the horror that is in front of her no matter how hard she tries to evade it. “All you have to do is say yes.”

Damn it, what good was being a natural-born hacker if he couldn't get himself off some crappy-assed dating site? In her cramped excuse for an office, Corazon Lopez stared sleepily at her computer monitor, sipping at her third cup of coffee. How had this dating site crap not gone into her spam filter? Then again, what Cora knew about computers was pretty much how to turn them on, check her email and write reports.

he demanded. "Because I could feel it," Drex replied flatly. "Feel it? What is that supposed to mean? Don’t play games with me! You’re the killer, aren't you?" Bob pressed, trying to corner him. Drex let out a long, weary sigh, seemingly exhausted by the baseless accusations. "Believe it or not, the culprit isn't human, Officer. Charlotte was the victim of a hungry vampire." I froze, staring at Drex. He spoke the word 'vampire' with such chilling conviction. Officer Bob’s eyes widened, likely wondering if Drex was hallucinating or simply hiding something massive behind a fairy tale.

CHAPTER 8 NIGHT WITH THE RAKE WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “H-hot uhm” Luna could not think straight and his cold touch aroused her even more, she leaned over to touch him and rubbed her hot body on his chest. She wanted to be sated but it could only be cured with him.