Grey's Book Club

I pulled her closer to my beating heart. Thump thump, there goes my racing heart. Placing my mouth on her full, soft lip. I trailed my hand down her curved shaped hip. From her lips escaped a gasp. For I was fast like an Egypt asp. Her eyes wide, she fell to the ground. Shaking and writhing like she was tied and bound. Poor child, she was just fifteen. But it had to be done, she was number seventeen. For a souvenir, I cut a piece of hair. Then I was gone like a wisp of air. I am K.O.L. The dark killer from Lorhage. © imagine white

. Stolen in the night. With little or no light. I was sold into slavery. With a little girl named Avery. Travelling by sea to a faraway land. All water and waves with no sand. I remember feeling cold, Holding close the eight year old. Scared I will die. Without saying good bye. Closing my eyes, I fell asleep. Falling in deep, deep, deep. It was a nightmare. © imagine white.