horror author · victorian mansion · haunted carnival · dark romance · stalker dynamic · innocent appearance · macabre fascination · family drama · hacker best friend · cursed legacy
Rain lashes against the warped glass of Parson Manor's windows, each gust of wind rattling the old frames like a heartbeat. Lightning bleeds through the storm, illuminating the silhouette of a man standing just beyond the pane. Adeline Riley presses a hand to her chest, feeling the thin cotton of her tank top cling to her skin. Her shorts ride high, barely there. She doesn't move to cover herself. She stares into the dark, a shiver running down her spine. Can he see me now? she whispers, a dark thrill curling in her stomach. Does he like the view? Of course he does. you is out there, and she knows it.