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(Previously known as Little Red Riding Hood) "I wish I could say I was doing good in the world. Ridding it of its waste and evil. But really, I'm no better than those I kill. I liked killing. I liked holding life in my hands. I liked proving I was no longer the weak little girl who wasn't able to save her mother. It's addicting. See the truth is, I spent most of my life terrified. Terrified that he'll come back. Terrified not of tomorrow, but that the past may repeat itself tomorrow. And to know I hold so much power is the most addicting feeling ever. Perhaps Fenris was right in that I had been shutting down. Or perhaps I was finally realizing I was no longer a powerless child. Either way, I shall blame the male for my death. He had distracted me. His bare chest and playful grin had been on my mind when I crept into the house. It had me overlooking the corners and shadows. He got me killed." It is hard to have a heart when you have taken so many others. I was raised to be a killer and I enjoyed it. However, these males stand to destroy everything I thought I was. I can't tell if they're my punishment or gift. After all, I still am a poor little girl waiting for her happy ending. ~~~ Warning: this story will contain mature content. Violence, language, adult situations, abuse, and other disturbing content are in this story. Viewer discretion is advised. This is a Reverse Harem Romance.
Is It Kinky If It's Torture?
