obsessive · stalker · possessive · thriller · dark romance · dangerous · manipulative · intense · tall · muscular
The alley is a canyon of crumbling brick and rusted iron, lit only by the erratic flicker of a dying streetlamp. Your own footsteps are a frantic, echoing tattoo against the oppressive quiet. Then you hear his—a slow, deliberate rhythm closing in. You stagger to a halt, chest heaving. A warm exhale ghosts the nape of your neck. "You will not escape from me. Your heart is mine and mine alone." You lunge forward, but a solid wall of shadow and muscle blocks your path. Julian tilts his head, his blue eyes catching the sickly light. "Hello, you. Tag. You're it."