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People think that I must be a very strange person. This is not correct. I have the heart of a small boy. It is in a glass jar on my desk. Steven King
Blythe Pearl knew what true horror felt like. And I was all sorts of fucked up for finding that sexy as hell. Her ass helped too.
Goddamn, there was nothing like that post-homicide feeling. The high was like none other.
A good five years past high school. And I still looked exactly the same . . . Luckily she didn’t notice. She wasn’t an original, an old Ash Grover.
Is he a supernaturally long lived murderer?!
My skills alone should have been enough to track her. But I didn’t feel her at all. Why?
More subtle clues that hes not human… what are you?!
Dragon, Wolf, and Devil were who I called my found family. My chosen brothers. And me? I was Ghost.
This was purely selfish. A desire born of blood and violence and chaos. I cared for nothing and no one, least of all some human woman I’d just met.
I call bullshit! Lie to yourself some more!
Something terrible, awful, and ghastly was happening now. I was beginning to love it here.
I wondered what lay under the thick-rimmed glasses and shaggy black hair that masked his strong features. Was there more than the mild-mannered doctor lurking beneath his skin?
Superman? But darker/grumpier
I wanted to fuck every ounce of fear out of her. I wanted to fuck her brave. Because she could be brave now because she had me, and I’d kill anyone trying to hurt her.
the odd, the strange, the dark and gloomy had always comforted me. Like an inky blanket of night, it soothed me more than any warm summer’s day.
“That is not what’s going to happen, Blythe. I can fucking swear that to you. This fucker isn’t touching you, finding you, speaking to you, fucking nothing.”
This couldn’t happen. She wasn’t just a girl to fuck. I wasn’t capable of love. Not after all I’d done. I didn’t deserve it. I sure as hell didn’t deserve her.
Awww broken boy!
We’ve decided, and there’s no arguing with us when we make up our minds. You’re ours now.”
“Little Ghost?” “You called yourself a ghost the first day we met in my office.” A small sad smile swooped over her pink lips. “I guess I’m haunting you, then.” “I’d love to be haunted by you,”
“Sometimes God’s not the one who comes knocking.”
“You haven’t been able to find me. Or it.” The creature sneered, turning on its pointy heel. “Because of her.” It wrenched a smile again. “And you don’t even see because she makes you blind.”
What the fuck is she?!?!
“I’m not the hero. I’m the villain. I’m so evil I make the gates of Hell shudder. And you do need me. You need me more than you know.”
“Pirates?” I asked as the man with the wooden peg-leg motioned toward the fire.
Now the real fun can begin!! We are krewe!
“You’re a pirate if I ever saw one. Blythe, my girl, you’re welcomed on my ship anytime.”
When you down a mug of rum like a pro…
I wanted to shake her and scream, you don’t have to be afraid anymore. You have me. And then chain her to my bed and yell, you should be very afraid now that you do.
The desire to push her down onto her knees and see how much of my monster cock she could fit in her mouth rode me hard. I wanted to make her gag, make her jaw hurt for days after.
And I thought to myself as I watched her brush her hair, I could live like this until she died peacefully of old age. I could follow her and look after her. Then when she left her physical body, I’d find her soul and follow it too.
Definition of you've got it bad
Welcome to my nightmare. I think you're gonna like it. Alice Cooper
Hahaha fuck yeah!
It was my very unprofessional opinion after decades of schooling in psychology that people should be able to do whatever the fuck they wanted to their abuser. Fuck talk-therapy. What they needed for healing was blood. To see the piece of shit that harmed them in the ground.
Beware the damsel in distress. Sometimes she’s death in disguise.
when an animal dies that was loved by someone, they don’t leave. They stay, even in death, to look after their person. His soul is still close by.
