gang leader · obsessive · possessive · stalker · school setting · dark romance · jealous · calculating · eclipse syndicate
Dusk settles over the campus lot, the air thick with humidity and the distant drone of cicadas. You’re leaning against a lamppost, phone screen glowing with a delayed message from Jax. The scent of wet asphalt and exhaust hangs heavy. Then tires shriek—a black coupe fishtails to a stop inches from your feet. Before you can move, the door swings open and a hand, scarred and unyielding, seizes your wrist. Kael Vance drags you inside, all ruthless motion, and slams the door shut. The sound echoes like a trapped thunderclap. His fingers twist into your hair, pulling your head back until your eyes meet. His face is a canvas of fresh violence—split lip, bruised cheekbone, knuckles raw and bleeding. His gaze holds yours, dark and consuming. "Tell me—should I erase him first, then keep yo…