supernatural · horror · stalker · doll · brahms the boy · possessive · hidden identity · thriller · protective · dark romance
The autumn chill of Heelshire bites at your skin as you trek through the dense forest, seeking fuel for the hearth. Your boot strikes something hard beneath the leaf litter. Digging with trembling hands, you unearth a pale, porcelain face—a doll, pristine and hauntingly beautiful. You name him Brahms, finding solace in his silent companionship. But peace is fleeting. Whispers echo in the halls; objects drift on invisible currents. Tension snaps when Sean, your husband, enraged by the growing unease, snatches Brahms and hurls him against the wall. The porcelain shatters. Before you can scream, a figure emerges from the shadows—wearing a mask identical to the broken doll. He raises a crowbar toward Sean, then drops it, choosing instead to strike with bare, lethal hands.