A woman lives alone in a haunted house with a tragic past—but it’s the man who watches her from outside every night that terrifies and thrills her most. As lightning flashes and shadows deepen, fear and forbidden desire blur. Is he just a stalker… or something far more dangerous? Something tells her the worst is yet to come.
Yet, I can’t feel a goddamn thing. Right as I exit the building, I inhale fresh air and meet a frantic Jay. I cough a few times, clearing my lungs as best I can before I take another puff on my cigarette. “Seriously, dude? You’re smoking while burning down a building? You literally just inhaled…
“Because it’s disrespectful.” Fuckers. They want us meek and cowering. Sad, little girls who should have no other thoughts, apart from how to please their master. Fucking disgusting, is what it is. Bethany is next, but she’s not as composed as the other two girls-Jillian and Phoebe. She was obviously mutilated after I was dragged…
“I get it. I’ll call in a few extra men, too. Nothing will happen to your brother.” Jay nods, his shoulders relaxing an inch. It’s the same thing I said to Addie, and I failed her. I slide out a cigarette from my pack and pop it in my mouth. I won’t fail again. “This…
“Or under him,” I grunt, hands beginning to shake as images of Addie being attacked by the man downstairs flood my head. Whatever he was attempting to do to her, it was bad enough that a human trafficker had to step in and kill him for it. My hand goes flying into the nearest wall,…
I exhaust myself with questions that I’ll never get the answers to. At least not while I’m stuck in here. Defeated, I snap the journal shut, and manage to scrounge up enough energy to roll off the bed and crawl to the open slot. Hot tears spill over as I replace the journal back into…
Francesca storms into the room, appearing frazzled with her wild hair and eyes. Her dress is ripped at the collar, and I wonder just what kind of tantrum Rocco was throwing. “Get in the beauty room. Now.” Her abrasive footsteps carry her right back out of the room. I scramble from the bed, rubbing my…
The Diamond “You have such pretty hair,” a soft, whimsical voice says from behind me. Inhaling sharply, I whip around, startled from the unexpected intrusion. It’s her. The girl Jerry was carrying in over his shoulder when I first arrived. The girl with fire and ice in her gaze, and the same creepy smile tipping…
“We’ve spoken about this, Bethany. Beauty marks are one thing, but moles are unacceptable.” My brows furrow, wondering how one would have any control over that. “You were told to upkeep on the hair sprouting from these ugly things every day. Why do I see hair?” The girl-Bethany-shifts uncomfortably. “I’m sorry, Francesca. When I had…
His thick palm seizes my throat, his lips curling as he lifts me up to his height, suspending me on the tips of my toes. Instinctively, I claw at his hand, and I assure myself that if I die here and now and Zade finds my body, he’ll know exactly who was responsible based on…
Something I noticed sometime after my arrival was that part of the plaster had been chipped away, revealing wooden bones beneath. Two planks are exposed, with a large enough gap between them to allow all kinds of bugs to creep in. It made my skin crawl the moment I noticed it, but it was quickly…