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347 pages, Kindle Edition
Published November 15, 2025

Is his Christmas obsession strange? Sure. Is he a murderer who likes creepy crafts a bit too much? Yes. But is he also the most caring boyfriend I could ask for? Pretty much.
He’s dressed in a fitted black top and dark jeans, but I end up focusing on his balaclava which features… ears. Cute, round teddy bear ears.
“I want to be deep inside you, make you squirm and moan my name. I want to make you come first so you squeeze your muscles tightly around me. And then I want to come inside you and leave you dripping.”
He wants to be here, on his knees, in my shabby cabin, worshiping the cock of the Christmas Killer. I have him now. He’s mine.
I feel a connection with you. A bond I made over the muzzle of a gun when you pointed it at me when you saw me. And it doesn’t matter if you want me. You still have me.”
"I have two big things in my life that make me happy. Christmas and murder."
"I don't know if this is Stockholm Syndrome, or if there's something very wrong with me, but denying that I have these feelings seems as futile as sending a letter to Santa without a stamp."
"He loves it. He wants to be here, on his knees, in my shabby cabin, worshipping the cock of the Christmas Killer. I have him now. He's mine."
He might not be biting, but I’m being devoured.