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The lyrics go like this, I’m lighting I’m thunder I’ll bury you underground, Underground Look at me Attack me I’ll put you on your knees cause I’m ready now I’m ready now Ah ya I’m gonna break you, break you down. Ah ya, it’s all or nothing, nothing now. You going up against the greatest and it’s gonna get messy If you wanna try to test me You’re going up against the greatest take a swing, you’re gonna miss me. Yeah, it’s going down in history.

She didn't miss a beat as she turned to look at me. "It's Jamaican reggae." What the fuck, she fucks with the yardies too? I walked over and picked up the iPod. Somebody named Bounty Killer was ranting about war; probably another murdering fuck like her. That song ended and another guy was now ranting about shooting people in front of police stations. I guess this was her getting ready routine.

He wasn't going to die, that he was certain. The pieces were finally together, the missing pieces to his little puzzle. Now, he is heading to the next murder scene. From his calculations, the killer will strike soon. The two families were killed two weeks apart and it's already over a week since the Ayodele's murder. Lex could still taste the water he had taken at the Ayodeles', everything seemed blurry to him now. His time at the Ayodele's, his encounter with the blood inscription. Music blared from his car radio. The cool, soothing tunes of Halsey could be heard. Her song: Now or Never was played. Lex liked the song. Very alternative. Unscrewing Lex's nuts, filling him with nostalgia, gi

He licked his teeth and drew the mic close to his lips. The lyrics snarled out of the amplifiers and crawled out over the crowd riding the waves of the music. All I could make out was something about a witch being burnt alive and getting revenge. When it got to the chorus, it was as if he was asking the audience a question. A question I wasn’t sure of the answer to. Am I Evil?

I still can't believe that I fucking trusted her. She played me and I fell for it like a gullible idiot I was. Someone kept knocking on the door calling out my name,but I couldn't hear anything the demons inside me had taken over and they were pissed. I kept throwing things against the wall. My demons were on a rampage. The lyrics inside me kept mocking me. Hate me, hate me, still tryna replace me Chase me, chase me, tell me how you hate me Erase me, 'rase me, wish you never dated me

I asked him to check whether the print matched the victim’s. I picked up the half-burned family photo. Something felt off, but I could not explain it. I was confused. What kind of hatred would make someone kill his own mother? Thinking of this, I tried again. I set the mirror by the window and checked the view outside. No normal person could kill someone and hold a mirror at the same time. Not without a third hand. Unless, of course, he used the victim’s trust and tricked the victim into helping him.

Playlist~The Kid Laroi ft Justin Bieber - Stay *Captive's Home* "Hey, put that away" Liam said with his hands up in surrender. "Shut up and take a step back!" "Don't shoot, we can strike a deal and get this over with" Liam tried talking him out and took a step back while Dark Blood helped himself up. "On your damn knees, now!" he orders and grimaces from the sharp pains that came from his thigh. Liam comply and went down on his knees. While right behind Liam Alice emerges from the room with a gun in her right hand.

I watched through my fingers as he shifted back to human form, his naked body tense with fury. Marcus whirled on him, still in wolf form, and without warning lunged at Damon's shoulder. His teeth sank deep, and Damon's agonized groan echoed through the trees. "Get off me!" Damon shoved Marcus away with both hands, blood streaming down his arm. "You said we were just going to scare her! Don't tell me you're actually planning to kill your own sister!" Kill me? The words hit like physical blows. I stared at them both, my mind refusing to process what I was hearing.

It marched towards me terrifyingly, “You are about to encounter your doom,” she sang murderously, as her mouth with razor-sharp teeth opened wide, and with one a final bellow from my throat......The world went pitch black.

So I've got some mischief…In my blood…Can you blame me…I never got no love…“ She turned towards the camera with a playful pout and a face fully covered in blood. She slashed her bald backwards as someone came up to attack from behind. The music continued to play as she returned to killing and singing ”They think I'm callous….A low-life hood…I feel so useless…Misunderstood…Mirror, mirror on the wall…Who's the baddest of them all…Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world…I'm rotten to the core, core…Rotten to the core…I'm rotten to the core, core…Who could ask for more…I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door…I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten to the…I'm rotten to the core…Call me a sch