Den of Vipers

by K.A. Knight

It’s been a whole two days since I got to kill someone, and I’m getting restless.

ok so he craycray

There is no black and white, only grey. Deep down, we all do things that are considered bad, even for good causes.

he kissed me like I was air and he was a drowning man.

Now, fun fact, eyes don’t just melt, they burst.

...alrighty then

Each time someone touches you, they die. Remember that. It doesn’t matter who they are, I will kill them, and you will know it’s because of you.”

Because I’m falling in love with her.

30% through and Ryder (my fav) says THIS!

All that anger, all that bravery and attitude, and she melts against me so easily. My little broken princess.

I know she didn’t sleep because she was waiting up for us. I need to look after her better.

aww

“You’re forgetting the part where he said no, so you beat the shit out of him with a frying pan and told him the boat was yours now and to call you Captain Crazy,”

“Shoot me? Bitch, you motherfucking ass dick, bitch, I’ll eat your fucking heart—”

I’m getting hungry.” “You can eat my dick later, darling.”

I’m praying to anyone who will listen, God and Satan, ’cause let’s face it, if anyone is gonna have our backs, it’s probably my dude Satan.

“He’s fucking mine, you cock sucking, son of a bitch, psychotic cunt.”

ME

“Behave, baby. I know that’s hard for you, but if you don’t, I’m going to fuck you and spray my cum in your pussy without letting you come again,” he growls.

This is how they stay together, because they listen. It’s adorable really, but I don’t say that out loud, ’cause four men would hunt me and prove it wasn’t, in fact, adorable.

He might be my blood, but all that means is that he was my beginning, not my middle or end.