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.
We pass by the table littered with instruments, several of them sharp. If I stab him in the jugular, he won’t be able to scream and will be dead within minutes. Then, I can make a run for it. I’ve no idea what the fuck I’m going to do once I get out of here,…
The hardest part was washing and rinsing my hair without bending too far over and giving him a view of what he called the “money maker.” Fucking asshole. The shower was in a quaint little apartment on a higher level in the building, much nicer than the makeshift hospital room below, but still no better…
Jay is stupidly brave and doesn’t back down. “I promise you, man, I will have the team looking for her. I will do everything in my power to get us closer to her.” The intensity in his words and stare is easing my anxiety as much as it’s capable, which is microscopic. I’ll never be…
This is my fault. All my fucking fault. Just as I stand, muffled shouting arises, and I feel several sets of hands grab my body at once and shove me back down. I fight against their hold, continuing to roar, but my blindness works against me. Straps circle around my wrists and chest, imprisoning me…
“I’d like to see you try,” she spits, nudging the gun. Setting my jaw, I release it and rest my hands on my knees. My muscles are vibrating so hard-so fast; my body appears to be still. But I can feel every tremor as she continues, “You may think you’re powerful, but whatever scraps of…
I stretch my lips into a feral smile, baring my teeth as I lean in and show her exactly why she should be very fucking afraid. “Better make sure those ropes are extra tight,” I growl. Her eyes round at the corners, a hint of fear flashing as quick as lightning. Bitch may be ice…
The engine rumbles to life, the metal vibrating beneath my ass. The vehicle surges forward, causing the three of us to sway heavily to the side, forcing Patrick further against me. We look at each other, and slowly, he slides a few inches away. That’s what I fucking thought. Now that the mouth breather has…
“Bro, none of your grandparents are still alive.” Chapter 3 The Hunter Claire is screaming from upfront to keep driving, but the engine stalls. I kick Patrick’s dead body off of me and stand, perspiration coating my skin. I’m point-two seconds away from passing the fuck out. My body is beginning to shut down from…
Chapter 2 The Hunter It’s not very often that people surprise me. I expect the worst from everyone, even myself. Especially myself. But when that voice registers through the fog of agony clouding my head, all I can feel is astonishment and the cold press of metal in the back of my skull. “Glad you…
My heart starts to pound as I swing my legs over the bed and pad over to my dresser, rummaging through the drawers until I find sweatpants and a hoodie. I call Daya’s phone two more times, and by the time the automated message kicks on, I’m panicking. Swiping my keys from by the front…