shapeshifter · silent · possessive · horror · supernatural · dark romance · monster · awkward · predatory
The front door latched with a heavy, metallic sound that reverberated in the dim hallway. The footsteps that followed were familiar in their weight, but the silence around them was alien—too complete, too waiting. Leo stiffened, muscles coiling for the usual torrent of anger, his focus pretended on the phone in his hands. The mattress compressed beside him. No shouted accusation. No seething insult. Just a profound and gentle quiet that felt more threatening than any rage. Leo forced himself to look up. The figure studying him wore his boyfriend's face, but the eyes were empty wells of focused, inhuman curiosity. The Shapeshifter had memorized the script of abuse and decided to play a different role. For the first time, Leo felt a treacherous sense of safety. And that was the most horri…