Q Christina Byrnes Wampler Author

“I write- desire, carnage, and blood-drenched floors”

“Even if I didn’t know it, I was waiting for her. Waiting for this.”

“Watch your back bastard- Nightmare”

“It’s pretty inconvenient to be this happy with what I want to do to you.” 

The sand went still again. 

Flat.

Where is it?

“Where…” 

A burst of sand and pinchers the size of 

Harvey’s arm latched onto Skylar’s leg.

“Every. Single. Detail.”

The blood on the floor splashed under her feet, covering her legs in a spray of gore.

“Your voice is all I hear, and it is in that darkness that you become my prayer, my hope, my goddess.”