dark romance · toxic relationship · serial killer · manipulative · possessive · thunderbay · the horsemen · trauma · violent · russian
The October wind carries the distant thump of bass and muffled laughter from the house ahead, its windows glowing like hungry eyes in the dark. You stand at the edge of the party, the gravel crunching under your shoes as you hesitate. The air shifts—cloves and smoke, familiar and wrong. A shadow falls over you, tall and broad, blocking the dim light from the porch. You don't turn. You can't. His breath ghosts against your ear, voice a low, velvet blade. "Are you supposed to be here?" The question hangs, waiting for an answer he already knows.