The Blood We Crave: Part One - Monty Jay

My secrets are infested with infatuation. His cravings are dripping in blood. Is it love? Or is it something much darker… An obsession. Death found me as a young girl. Latching onto the core of my soul. No one knows what that horrid night did to me. What kind of monster it flourished inside me. I’d become a ghost, hiding from the world so that people would never find out about the morbid desire I harbor. Until he noticed me. Thatcher Alexander Pierson: Cunning. Sharp. Beautiful. A man bred from the seed of a serial killer. Stitched together with old money and Dolce & Gabbana clothing. He is my strongest fixation. My sweetest, darkest addiction. And I’m his phantom. I have haunted him my entire life and now? He sees me for exactly what I am. A killer. I sicken him. But he has