"I've raped and killed three woman this summer so far. These woman only had to do one thing... cooperate. Do you think any of them could do that? No! They wanted to fight, and play hero, and in the end, they paid with their lives. So what about you girls?"He walked up to Cassie, who seemed the calmest out of the girls at this moment. He leaned down, and pulled a piece of her hair away from her eyes.
He slowly tried to open his eyes, and when he did, he wondered where she went. In front of him was a plain girl, red hair that hung limply down past her shoulders in no fashionable way, green eyes, not fat or anything, but not a perfect or even sexy body. She was what he and his friends would call a plain Jane.
"Billy, thank you again," she whispered, but in a harsh tone. "I'll text you when I get up and we'll go out tomorrow, now please go before someone sees you!" Just as she got these words out of her mouth, she felt his hand go from her back to the back of her hair, at first, he lightly tugged, and she thought maybe he wanted another kiss, but then suddenly he grabbed a hold of her hair hard. He pulled her head back roughly and growled in her ear. "I'm coming in right now. I have a knife in my pocket."
She kneels down by the front of Ally and looks her in her eyes. Ally can’t even cry anymore. "Any last words bitch?" she snarls at Ally. "Go to hell bitch" Ally croaks. Kristen laughs. "Oh, I intend to." With that, she takes the cruel device, and shoves it down Ally’s throat, cutting and slicing her airway open and eventually cutting her jugular, so she bled out right there on the bed. Kristen looks at the mangled bloody body on the bed, admiring her work, and takes the knife used to cut Ally, and cuts her own clothes off and begins cutting herself.
"Shhhh… family meeting tonight at 6pm. I already told everybody else. Not another word until then. Right now, we sleep." He kissed her lips gently, and held her tightly. The thought that another man had put their hands on HIS wife, done things to her that she didn't want done to her, made his stomach clench up and made him want to throw up. He was so angry that he wanted to scream. He had killed that sheriff in such a rage, he regretted it now. He should have made it last longer.
"Are you going to be a good little girl, and do as you're told to save your life, and the lives of your friends?" Cassie nodded quickly. She felt horrible that she had brought this man into their lives, if she could help it, she'd do anything she could to save their lives. "Well, since you are the one who invited me in here, telling me that your friends wouldn't mind if I spent the night, I guess we'll start with you!" Cassie shook her head back and forth in protest, as Billy grabbed her by the panty hose she was tied up with, and yanked her up.
When a full moon appears, and the wolves come out, the hunters also come out. They can’t smell a wolf until the full moon comes out. They also have powers. Terick is still learning his. He can become whatever he is next to. Example, he's in the woods, and he's next to a tree, he can make himself basically morph into the tree, and look like he's part of it, until it’s time to attack. A wolf cannot stop themselves from changing, but a hunter can.
"What a fun book"
Nobody had any idea what it meant to truly be a phone actress. This is what the woman who worked the job preferred to be called. I have met a lot of woman in my life who have done it, but none like Linda. An actress is what Linda was the moment she logged in. She would pretend for each and every guy that he was her main interest. How a normal call would go, would be the man would be drunk, or high, heavy breathing, and begging to just hear her.
"Thank you for not telling on me before." She said, walking over to him. He smiled, knowing he had won. She handed him his pills, and the glass of water on the table next to his bed. He swallowed them down, one at a time. She held his arm out, and slid the needle right into a vein. "Wait a minute." He protested, trying to pull his arm back, but she kept a hold. "That’s not my…" "That’s right, this isn't your regular meds. But don’t worry, within 60 seconds, you are going to be dead, and it’s going to look like a heart attack.
She was now close to screaming. Terick, understood her panic, and did as she requested and pressed the petal all the way to the floor. Unfortunately he didn't have a hot rod race car or anything, just a normal grey pick up, but he pushed her as far as she could go. He sped around all the twists and turns till he arrived at their nice big white house. Bella didn’t wait for the truck to come to a complete stop before opening the door and jumping out.
I met my best friend in jail. Yep, me, in jail. I was 27 at the time, and she was just a few years older than me. Two woman, from two very different walks of life, ending up in the same horrible place. My reason, my husband at the time wanted to experience another woman, yet keep my kids, and I was just in the way. So they set me up, and had me arrested. Our secret spot. When my grandmother had passed away 2 years prior, she left me her home. She lived deep in the woods, in a cabin.