Sinister Legacy: An erotic horror novel

The day you forced me to hold my future wife while she cried herself to sleep for weeks was the day you signed your own fucking death warrant, so stop crying like a fucking baby.

In order to move on, I’ve had to embrace my inner child, that young girl who had her entire world thrown upside down.

But Keira’s darkness matches mine. She’s unfazed by how dangerous I am now that she’s mine.

She gets me like no one else. That’s why we’re perfect together and drawn to each other in this imperfect, messed-up world. I saw her when no one else did.

“I love you so much. I’ll burn in hell for you.”

“Don’t go sweet on me now.”

Everything about her is perfection.

She hates me a little bit. Or maybe she hates being submissive as much as she loves it.

I need someone to run to that little girl and scoop her up. Tell her everything will be okay, even if it’s a lie.

I know we live in an imperfect world where all sides have two stories. They will always know him by his heinous crimes. Never the sides of him that I saw.

I suppose it’s easy to reduce a human to a monster when you judge them by their sinful actions alone. Once you strip them of their humanity, it’s easy to justify your own heinous actions by telling yourself that you’re doling out justice.