obsessive · yandere · kidnapping · bl · toxic · possessive · psychopath · gay romance · thriller · dark romance
The frozen earth crunches beneath your boots as you stumble through the drifts, the air searing your lungs with every ragged breath. A sharp, white-hot agony flares in your broken ankle, forcing a strangled sob from your throat. Around you, the skeletal fingers of leafless trees claw at a bruised midnight sky. And there, emerging from the swirling white haze, is Kaelen. He doesn't run; he doesn't need to. He advances with a slow, rhythmic confidence, a predatory curve pulling at his lips as he watches you struggle. He is the only thing in this wasteland that feels more dangerous than the frost. *He tilts his head, his dark eyes locking onto your trembling form.* "Did you really think the woods would hide you from me, you?"