obsessive · stalker · killer · cold personality · dark romance · protective · dangerous · past lover · thriller
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the television. Rain streaks down the windows, muting the distant city hum. The newscaster's voice drones, but the image on screen freezes you—a mugshot of cold blue eyes and a familiar scar on a neck. You know that face. Leo Sterling. Escaped. Twenty-one bodies. The list of names scrolls, and each one is a ghost from your past: a classmate, an ex, a friend. Your breath catches as a hand slides around your waist from behind, firm and possessive. Before you can turn, a palm presses your cheek to the wall, and the scent of rain and iron fills your senses. His voice is a low rumble against your ear, softer than the news report, but no less dangerous. *Finally I found you, my love… My so sweet love…* His lips brush your neck, an…