This is purely a creative project, the messed-up mind child of two otherwise perfectly respectable humans.
These posts are works of fiction.
Dark Star, her Daddy and their victims are make-believe. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the authors’ imaginations or used in a fictitious manner.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The Dark Star Chronicles cover disturbing themes of violence, rape, incest, abuse, kidnap and torture. This is a note to readers that the material could trigger an unwanted stress reaction.
These are fucked-up fantasies that we would never want to happen in real life. Their depiction will never condone real violence, genuine abuse or harmful behaviour.
It is fantasy and not a desired reality.
A star is born….
With a diamond edge, she spoke the words her Daddy had taught her. She let them roll like a torrent of abuse and filter into the mind of her victim. She spoke with a calm, vicious little whisper in the poor boy’s ear. She told him exactly what she thought. She told him exactly what she would do to him. She showed him a glimpse of her pretty ruined little mind.
She spoke until he sobbed with fear and desperation. And when she was done, she, finally, with a deliberate motion, steady, firm, fast and lethal, she put the blade in him. She made him sing. Made him sing beautiful sounds for Daddy. She was His good little girl. She would show Him exactly what she would do for Him. She was His precious little Blade.