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I almost wished Jack Calloway were real, so he could take me far away from this shit hole. Wherever he’d take me, even if it was Hell itself, it had to be better than here.
“All I remember is that you belong to me, witch.”
was bound to her blood. Her flesh. Her soul.
“Who did this to you? Who touched what’s mine?”
“Tell me who hurt you, little one. I’ll spill their blood and send their soul to Satan in your honor. I’ll rip out his heart and give it to you, my heart’s flame.”
“Scream for me.”
I’d graduated from girls’ first vibrator to hardcore monster peen.
They’d always said I worshipped the devil. But no. It was her I worshipped.
“You’re not yet ready for me,” he said. “If I take you now, I’ll break you in half.” I shivered in dark delight. “Break me then."
If you wish to scream a name other than mine, cry out to the devil. He’s the only one who has looked upon our union and smiled.”
“But now you know what I really am. I am not the prince from your bedtime stories. I am the villain. I am the monster.”
