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.
As if hearing my thoughts, he cocks his head slightly. Intently, I watch him slowly turn his head to the side. And ever so slightly, he raises his chin, the moonlight revealing his wide mouth and a sharp jaw. I huddle deeper into the wall, feeling his eyes on me. There’s no way he can…
Just like that. Not a single word spoken. Not an explanation offered. Not even a crazy confession of how he wants us to be together or some shit. Nothing. I stand there and watch his retreating form, going back to whatever portal from Hell he crawled out of. I stare until he’s gone, and I…
“He’s seriously going to threaten to kill a cop?” I hiss. Daya swallows, her eyes darting to the hands. “I think you need to listen this time,” she says quietly. I look up at her, having come to the same conclusion. This guy is dangerous. Very dangerous. As much as I want the police to…
Just as I step out of one of the empty bedrooms, I hear a small thump. It sounded like it came from my room. With bated breath, I creep down the hallway, holding all my weight on my toes. No fucking idea how ballerinas do it. My bedroom door is shut. Adrenaline steadily releases into…
A real one. He beat his ex-wife to a bloody pulp on several occasions and made her life a living hell when she finally decided to divorce his ass. The woman is still in a psychiatric hospital receiving treatment for severe PTSD. He literally broke the woman, and while she spends her days trying to…
I pull into the driveway leading into my warehouse. It’s a smaller structure, used to manufacture cameras for some shitty company that went out of business within five years. The building was foreclosed on, and I bought it for dirt cheap. And then spent hundreds of thousands of dollars transforming it into an impenetrable fortress.…
In response, I stab the screwdriver straight into his stomach. He gapes at me, his mouth parted in shock. A moment passes, and then he’s coughing up blood. An array of emotions filter through his eyes. Pretty sure I see the five stages of grief in there, too. I bend down and grit out through…
I take a deep breath. “I know, you’re right. I guess I just don’t like that he was hurt-maybe killed-because of me. I would’ve much preferred one of his many enemies caught up with him.” “Yeah, that would’ve been the best-case scenario,” she allows. “The best-case scenario would’ve been a wild night of hot sex…
I already gave the run down to the responding officer, but when I told him a man was missing and I was gifted a bloody rose, he was more concerned about getting a search party going. Considering dense woods surround me, it’s likely the man took Arch on foot until he managed to get him…
The only person who will lay claim to my body is who I allow. I’ll let Arch’s hands touch me. Hands that will trace every inch of my skin, followed by his mouth. I’ll let his tongue lick my pussy until I’m sated, right before he fucks me until I no longer know my name.…