Stephen King Fanwork
08 Jan 2017
It was blood she desired most; A psychotic craving, she didn't just want to kill, she lived for it. It was the mess her animalistic urges left that parried her lust for slaughter. Aside from that, her wanton needs trumped the need to speak, to engage, to fuck, unless of course, her master required these things of her, then she gladly complied.
- Part 1 of Stephen King Fanwork
"I'll kill you, you little fucking pansy," Henry warned, but Patrick only laughed.
"You liked it." He scathed.
That was the worst of it, the ever condemning truth.
- Part 2 of Stephen King Fanwork