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Also dedicated to that one hater who said I should never write horror again: I’m back, bitch!
Halloween should start with pussies dripping cum, and it should end with blood on a blade. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them.
“Those are my favorite ones.” He hums, moving his hand from my breast to the side of my face. “When I make you come so hard, it looks painful for you.”
He may have a PhD in plant biology, but I’m a doctor in brat with a focus on pushing his buttons.
“You know how the readers get when there’s too much smut and not enough plot.”
He’s worth it. Rest in peace, bitch. Here lies Camila. She died sucking giant soda can-sized dick.
“I will follow you to the edge of madness, Darkling. Just tell me when it’s time to leap.”
“Weak. I’d rather stuff my pussy full of microfiber towels. Chainsaw him, Daddy!”
“Be with me, in the deranged and in the sane. We do it together. To the end.”
Open your eyes. I want you to watch me fuck you with a dead man’s fist.”
