Caution Tape (Mutual Monsters Duet Book 1)

by Molly Doyle

For those who ever wondered what it would be like to give in to your inner serial killer. Wrap them in plastic first. Also, don’t do it.

“what if I jumped? What if I oopsie-daisied myself into oblivion without a second of introspection? What if I simply gave in to the cold part of my mind?”

I want to remove the skin from her skull and run my lips along the smooth, bleached white bone.

“Last night, I killed a deer. The blood was so warm. No, no, shh… listen to me... it felt just how your pussy feels right now.”

“Touch me like that again and I’ll peel your face off to use as my next Halloween mask. Capiche?”

There’s a chunk of Jerri’s jawbone in my pocket, polished clean. I run my thumb along the ridges, marveling at how I’d yanked and twisted it out. God, I feel good.

“It hurts,” she spits out, eyes wide, mouth agape. “It hurts so good. Holy fuck—” “There’s nothing holy about the way I plan on fucking you,”

“I’m—” she chokes out, convulsing against me. “Oh, God, I’m going to—” “Damn right you are.” Monsters, indeed.

I’m not a naïve girl to be toyed with; I’m a caged monster lost in all of time and space who has finally gotten the strength to break free.

He’s a psychopath, in every sense of the word, yet he doesn’t scare me one bit. In a world full of pitch-black-nothingness, he makes me feel alive. Like I am capable of anything.

“I’m going to fuck Cora’s brains out right on top of you. If you’re good, you can lick my cum out of her.”