Kiss & Kill

Chapter 1

Dear Valentine,

They’ll tell you we’re monsters.

Cute.

But monsters don’t get obsessed the way we do.

Monsters don’t watch every breath you take like it’s a promise.

They don’t fight each other for the sound you make when you’re scared and turned on at the same time.

We just wanted someone who didn’t flinch when the blade got close.

Someone who didn’t scream when the masks looked back.

Who didn’t run for her life—

But for the thrill.

You did more than look at us.

You smiled.

You invited us in.

Every story needs a muse.

And every muse deserves a masterpiece.

If you’re reading this, you’ve found what’s left of our night—

the glitter, the blood,

the little love notes carved into the ones who got in our way.

Remember this, little Valentine.

Love isn’t patient.

Love isn’t kind.

Love stalks.

Love hunts.

Love fucking claims.

And you?

You were ours the moment you laughed at the masks.

Be ours.

— Kross & Kade