The Risk: Mindf*ck Series

I can handle the Boogeyman. Even a monster has nightmares. I’ll be his.”

Dinner? Perfect. Lobster? Loved it. Wine? Amazing. Logan? Too good for me

His voice is almost hoarse a few hours later when he finally pisses on himself, losing his bladder. It’s step one of humiliation. It’s step one of stripping their dignity. They always piss and shit themselves.

A smile curves my lips.

He curses as the first tear falls from his eye. He’s trussed up and strung out, unable to wipe it away. I want all his tears. I want all his misery and terror.

I want him degraded to the point he has nothing but indignation and humiliation left. Then I want his screams.

Lawrence slowly rouses from his unconscious state. I watch with rapt fascination from the shadows as a myriad of emotions flicker across his face in sequence.

Confusion. Surprise. Recognition. And my favorite—panic.

Baby, I can promise you that you won’t survive a girl like me.”

A dark smile curves my lips as he stares up at me in surprised horror.

He came into this alley as the predator.

He’ll die as the prey

He knew he had a part to play, but his part was to be the brains. My part was to be their worst nightmare

He knew he had a part to play, but his part was to be the brains. My part was to be their worst nightmare

Lana is the most unexpected surprise of my life.

I keep waiting to find a flaw, but can’t seem to find one. No one can be that perfect. Not that I want to jinx it. I also don’t want to find out she’s married or something

When you go so long feeling cold and detached, then a complete stranger ignites the dormant feelings you thought were forever gone…you can’t help but be addicted to it. You can’t help but revel in the smiles you forgot how to use, or the laughter that sounds unnatural coming from the lips that haven’t laughed in years