Serial Killers: A Fictional Narrative

“I love you so much too, Daddy! You know that, right?” He grinned, nodded, and kissed my forehead again.

Dean see Adriana music hit she walks out in tight leather bottoms similar to Nikki. He notices she is wearing a black Seth Rollins shirt. Roman notice he is staring to long. Dean mind was going to early the day.

“y/n please that can't be the only thing you feel i know you love me.” peter stopped and stepped forward. I took a step back but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him and kissed me.

When they woke the next morning, they wasted no time getting ready. They needed to stop by Kate’s apartment before they went to the precinct since she refused to show up to work in jeans and a ratty t shirt, even if she would change into her spare clothes immediately. She still took the time to take a shower at the loft, and Rick suspected it was only because she liked his shower more than her own, even though she insisted that it was only to save time.

This was the first time Kimberly had ever been in jail. The process was not only completely foreign, but also scary. She was going to be booked and put in a cell with other women to await a bail hearing. Some of whom might be in jail for what she’s accused of doing. During the transfer to the police station she pleaded with the officers in the front seat. She tried to explain, but all they commanded her to do was be quiet and to tell it to the judge. Kimberly knew she was doomed. People were desperate. They wanted a face to put to the serial killer and they had picked hers. She was guilty in their eyes and nothing was going to change it. When she came to that realization, she slumped in her seat. She answered all the questions they asked when

“You are more than suitable; you are stunning and I’ve been shifting and hiding my arousal since the moment I walked into the room. Today, I think of no woman but you. That’s a promise. Most men would happily trade their lives to have a night with you, and I am aware of my good fortune.”

The knowledge was debilitating, and there was nothing she could do about it; nothing at all. Just as she feared her mind would snap from the constant spiral of it all, the alarm on her phone woke her.

The room was a bloody mess , Trever had been use to gore after being a cop and dealing with lots of murder scenes. This one was different though , dried blood on the floor and wound , but all of the victims blood drained from her body. Nakita shows up with her black bandana , disguising herself after being here only hours before. She was the coroner of the city , she can wash away any evidence found on the body that would lead to her being guilty . It was a good cover up for extra activities outside of work . Photos being taken in the room , Trever blinks every time he sees a flash go off . “ Alright I think we have enough goddamn pictures of our guest.” He snaps at the crew , walking into the hallway looking all around for any clue . He is confused of this scene , knowing that Father Andrew is dead and proven only by words that he did all the killings. He started to think that his best friend Mark was loosing his mind and starting to do a killing spree. “ Sergeant Bess.” Casey Bess , five eight , bald head African American with a small trim mustache . “ Yes sir.” “ You know who Mark Jensen is right ?” “ Yes sir , knew him back in the day .” “ Good , I'm starting to get

The dark air began to weep as he sat there and faced the ordinary gravestone. Mother nature seemed to feel the pain that rocked deep in his bones every minute of everyday. The whistling and russling of the air as the leaves jumped through the cemetery rang in his ears. “Huh.” he snickered. Ash of the thick cigar fell fiercely towards the stone.

I easier my right hand to crust her cheek softly "my heart says yes, but my mind says no. I have learned to think like as a man. Not the boy I was when I met you for the first time. But in my heart I keep locked away for you. For it was, as always, will be yours. My maleficent!" i whispered sweetly as I closed the space between us.

Bass kissed her tenderly before pulling away to kiss her belly. “I love you both.”

girl initially seems unprovoked. It is only when the man abruptly strays away from the discussion

"You look amazing!" Johnson says wrapping his arm around my waist. He's breath smells minty and his body smells like baby powder.

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth as his warm breath stirs my hair as he says, “There’s a little creek just a little

With me nestled within his arms, he leads me to his usual table. Only then does he release me long enough for us to slide onto the sofa. After sealing the gap between us, he slides his arm around my shoulders to envelope me in his embrace. A warmth radiates through my body as I begin to relax; I know he will protect me.