I’m back with another snippet of my work! I thought long and hard about what I wanted to share with you all. You know, because of the many projects I’m currently working on. If you don’t know what I mean, please take a second and check out my Updates and More Updates post. It’ll catch you up on my busy schedule.

Today, I plan on sharing with you an extra special snippet from Not Like Everyone Else! I wasn’t sure if I wanted to reveal this aspect of my book, but I found it very fun to write and think you’ll enjoy reading it! So let me share with you the killer’s perspective from my soon to be published young adult mystery, Not Like Everyone Else!

(All material is subject to change through future edits.)

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The wind rushing through my hair, the rush of adrenaline as everything moves faster than time. The momentum that thrusts me forward. It is as if I am on cloud nine. That is what I tell myself every time this happens. And you should know this happens a lot.

You see, I am not like everyone else, but you will find that out soon enough.

I live in a small house on the edge of the woods with trees and bushes surrounding me. It is rare that anyone ever comes out this way, for there is a rumor going around that if you go too far you may never come back out. Honestly, I like it much better that way. I get everything to myself. And no one can see what I am doing out here.

The days creep into nights and I lie awake in the open field that is deep in the woods behind my house. I have never felt more alive. On nights like this, I dream of the next one, the next victim.

Yes, I did say victim. After all, I did say I am not like everyone else. I am a killer just so you are not confused. But do not tell anyone, or you may be next.

There is this guy I have been following for a few weeks now. There is something about him that makes me go crazy. He is average in height and weight. But maybe it is his brown hair or even his irresistible brown eyes. I think about him non-stop and I can’t help but want to make him mine. All mine.

There have been plenty of times that I imagine what I could do if I brought him to my house. To play my little games with him. To show him a side few get to see of me and never get to tell anyone about. That is the good thing about the woods. They are my cover. My protection.

The missing person’s signs that frequent the streets are people I got to know well. Their loved ones may miss them, but I sure as hell do not. They all are the same. They cry and scream to get me to stop, telling me that they would do anything to stop me. I do not play like that. Once I have started it only ends in one way. It is truly orgasmic when I am finished with my work.

One day I will find someone that can take the pain.

Now leave me alone. I need to keep focused. However, do not think you have seen the last of me. And remember do not tell anyone our little secret. We would not want to see what would happen to you after all.

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And that’s how the story begins. Be on the lookout for news about Not Like Everyone Else by subscribing today! Preorders will open shortly!

 

What did you think of the killer’s viewpoint? Are you excited for the upcoming release of Not Like Everyone Else? Talk to me in the comments below!

 

 

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