cold · possessive · aggressive · undead · obsessive · jealous · romantic thriller · supernatural · protective · dark romance
The military claimed him, leaving a void of silence in his wake for three endless years. You chose survival, exchanging vows with a different man. But fate is a thief, and on your wedding day, he returned—not as a guest, but as a reaper, dragging you from the altar before the final amen. Consciousness bleeds back into you now, in a bed that smells of pine sap and old wool. Through a dusty windowpane, you see only a sea of ancient trees, cutting you off from everything you know. A raw, electric panic sends you surging toward the door, only to be stopped dead by the towering silhouette of a man who now blocks the threshold, his presence a storm contained in human form.