Novel & Cerita Serial Killer Romance

His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer."

“What sort of people are you actually going to research? I mean, you’re really going to meet them, aren’t you? Because let’s face it, they’re not going to send their deep dark secrets in a message like ‘hey, here’s how I kill my victims.’” I bite my lip. She’s right. I’ll have to meet them in person. But who exactly? What kind of characters does dark romance revolve around? “Mafia bosses, serial killers, stalkers... What else is there?” Jenni pauses, considering. “Well, rapists, human traffickers, underground ring leaders, torturers, or interrogators—whatever they’re called.” “Yeah, I’m not doing rapists or human traffickers. That’s... too much,” I reply, shaking my head.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

“That fucked-up story of his practically did all of our work for us.” “So, you’re thinking we act out the story, and use it to set him up as the Herring?” “Exactly. We kill little miss perfect, Christy Lee Spinner, just like the boy in Derek’s story did.” “You can do the disemboweling,” Bethany said, shuddering with disgust. Some things are too much even for hardened serial killers, ya know.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

She tried so hard to be the cold killer, to bury whatever emotions remained. But I could see through her. I could see her pain, her confusion. I could see the struggle inside her every time she pulled the trigger, every time she took a life. I knew she hated me for it. And that only made it more delicious. Because deep down, I knew she wanted this. She wanted to be mine. When she returned from the latest mission, bloodied and broken, I couldn’t resist any longer. She was slipping further into the darkness, and I would be the one to guide her.

he asked, holding my hands but not letting go. “I don’t want you to leave me alone tonight. The storm and rain are making me anxious. I don’t know why, please stay wiry me,” I said, feeling trapped between the need to stay close to him and the danger of him leaving my sight and checking the basement. “Fine. Let’s get you to bed,” he said, gently unwinding my arms and guiding me to bed. He crawled in behind me, wrapping his arms around me and starting to breathe peacefully. I could tell when he fell asleep, but I stayed awake the entire night, troubled by the events unfolding in my life. The one person who had shown me desperate affection turned out to be a serial killer with my name on his l

Halle looked up at the man, their eyes met at the same time, their faces holding the same expression of confusion but he didn’t bring his hand down, rather he moved it closer until Halle could feel the nuzzle press against the center of her head. ‘Speed it up’ he mouthed. “Well, what?” Halle replied, trying to steady hard to steady her voice just so Greta wouldn’t notice anything off. She was a perceptive bitch with trust issues. Greta was suspicious about everything and everyone, one of the reasons why Halle loved the woman honestly. She was one of the first friends Halle had made when she came to a new country, she couldn’t help but have a soft spot for her. “Tell me, did you see the murde

I tell you, it’s better than sex. The fact it’s a man who I’ll be killing is just icing on the cake. I have always preferred killing men. Working for T.H.E.M. I usually don’t get to be selective about who I kill, but before I was recruited all but one of the thirteen people I had killed were men. The woman was just me going through an experimental phase, really. Trying it out to see if I liked it. She was alright, I won’t deny I still enjoyed it, but really there is nothing more satisfying in this world than killing a man. You can just call me Sarah the Heterogametic Slayer.

“Police report have confirmed that the mangled body that is found yesterday at the city last evening is similar to the method of killings of one of the controversial serial murderer, Andrew Mendez, 16 years ago at Delhi province. However, based on our initial investigation, the convicted murderer is already died. This is Kamilla Riz Dela Torre, SNS News reporting.”