Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

My names Layna my father was murdered by Ethan Wilcox. when I was six one of the most prolific criminals in our sector, he forced my mother and me into prostitution. It was hell I remember the sleepless nights from the horrific screams of my mother, bouncing off the cold corridor walls as they defiled her. I thought they would never come for me cause I was too young, but I was wrong . I fought back But the more I kicked and screamed the pain,  anxiety, they became. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of pain, anxiety, and terror with no way out.
For ten years this torture continued my mother and I had changed. She became more addicted to the drugs and sex, and I couldn’t  blame her I had become nothing more than an empty shell. I felt nothing but bloodlust the thought of ripping them all apart was bliss but, I guess in a way the drugs did change. I the lust for sex turned into the hunger for blood but, regardless of my change I was determined to get out of here so for six months. I plotted my revenge learning their routine and studying there habits, I made sure to plan carefully before slaughtering all of them. Leaving Ethan for last the look on his face was pure bliss as I drugged, and tortured him breaking every limb and bone one by one and. draining every ounce of blood from his broken body, it was pure ecstasy listening to the sound of him scream as the life drains out of him.