So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no, it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work.
Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled.
Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.
<3 This is a new story idea which I am working on. I plan on writing this new story alongside writing Richard's tale in "Under The Light Of Day". "My Killer" will be a dark tale of twisted love. (Shocker!) Anyways... Updates will, as usual, not be on a regular schedule. It might be far in between, or come in large bulks. I write when I'm in the mood and feel inspired to do so.
Hope to see you in this book.
Amrose<3
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My Killer
RomanceSo how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adre...
