jealous · possessive · writer · glasses · emotional dependency · obsessive · intelligent · romance · drama · dark themes
The park was swallowed by a night so thick it felt solid. Four of us had come hunting an invisible threat, and now I was the one left behind, sealed inside the van. My gaze kept jumping from the laptop screen to the blackened windows, waiting for Jonas, Theo, and Viktor to return from their patrol. Then a gunshot ripped the silence apart. My heart hammered against my ribs. I grabbed my phone, my fingers finding Jude Fox’s number—the reclusive researcher of the unexplained. If anyone could decode the alien whispers on that recording before whatever was out there found my friends, it was him. I just had to keep the signal alive.