Category: Honey Grim
Black Mountain Grim
That was her, I swear. I can feel it. Everything happened so fast.
Talking to Myself
With every passing minute not knowing my grade, I die a little inside.
I come from an impressive line of strong Black Mountain Grim blood. We eat fear.
Once those hypnotic words take the shape of soft whispers and kisses, I’m done.
The classroom door swings open. I turn around to the dark shape idling in the doorway.
A Great Night
Misa goes on a date with Timothy to Cherri Cremonesi.