Wicked Dark Heathens

What tangled webs we weave...

He's everything I don't want. A playboy. A beast with a cunningly gorgeous smile. Faces like his only mean one thing. Somewhere underneath all of that handsomeness, there lies a monster.

And if anyone can sense a monster, it's me.

I understand cruelty. I've lived and breathed it my entire life. I existed on the 'charity' of others until I realized that it woudn't be enough. My demons would soon be set free. They were coming back for me and to be ready for them-to ...