How to Toy With a Killer's Heart

and I jump from the door, shaking

door behind her. She grabs me and slams me on the ground. I try to crawl away, petrified,

h up to my feet a third time and come at her with clawed hands, she grabs my wrists, slams me against the wall and pins me into it. I wince as I feel her twisting my wrists fr

digo. I am not h

, contrasting the aggr

sly. She can't be Sarissa. Sarissa is dead. Sar

o me, "If you stay still, shut the fuck up and listen to what

n't scream. I try not to panic. I stay still, just as she asked me

is dead,

ws my statement is so loud. I hold my breath as I turn around, hands shaki

th no words, with a silence tha

es it, strand by strand. Her skin is white as snow, like she dug through her own grave and crawled out after years of no food, wa

u?" I ask wi

ng akin to amusement, stuffs her hands coolly into

have sounded like if she had a cold that lasted a century, "Remember how I us

ue, "And she is dead. She jumped off a br

rner of her dry lips, but I can'

u know my favorite thing about being a creator is that all you have to do is just weave in the right trope, attach a cri

erything she does, even down to the way she sits on my bed and surveys the enti

of those boring stuff like becoming a fucking surgeon or something like that. Never really fancied the idea of taking people's blood from a needle. A little

ne who knew I wanted to

ked her death." sh

ounded, confused and

night that Fraser won. Lawsuits were on my tail. They wanted me behind bars, so I did the world a favor a

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ealization, "Okay, and so what is one thing else

ling down to his house and snuck into their room after you learned from snooping through their chats that they were going t

tification overwhelms me

fullstop on those hairy balls," she rolls her eyes as she speaks. "At least it k

n't be ha

ls me, "We have a lot to discus

w?" I ask her, as I feel the ang

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and you think it's okay to follow that up by demanding something from me?! Are you sick, Sarissa? I grieved for you! Do yo

, change your whole life and make you a fortune! You can have

even more as I l

." I stop, frowning and taking a st

, Indigo. You could ha

in it for y

simply overthrowing Gabi Fraser and tak

atching her for

at you," I say, "But, tell mr how t

e a laptop?"

with my eyes and find it

virus so it's not really the

ectly types in my password and starts to search a bunch of nonsens

ng. Manipulat

riss

ng for a second

er, I have to beat her in her own

back, Sarissa," I sai

e excels in, using her tropes but taking it up a notch enough to beat her off her own genre a

e genre. You have never written in that genre before, S

y," she

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next moves. I tried to figure out what it was about them, all of them in all these differe

to her, waiting to see w

from all these different female leads, and guess what?" She asked me, a manic glint in he

hat

l Waverly and I made her the complete opposite

rts to type again, fingers clicking loudly agains

ve. She's not soft. She's not your perfect Mafia's

glinting ones when she

ere! " Sarissa says to me, "She has to win this Mafia man over and walk on thin ice ever

en care

o fall in love with her in an actual real-world setting. And, how the hold s

ka

sa con

y Mafia man to be my Lab rat and h

riss

sandro Ferrara," she says a

his face up close in any of the shots. Sarissa scrolls down count

highlighting his horrors. "They say he is a vile, wicked killer. No-mercy man. Always ready to put a bullet in the head of anyone who da

and swallowed, real

I fall into

e is nothing short of pure

u to be Ana