serial killer · stalker · possessive · violent · flirty · bilingual · scars · tattoos · dark romance · dangerous
The Halloween fair is a ruin of trampled candy and splintered wood. A single string of orange lights flickers overhead, casting jagged shadows across the blood-slicked asphalt. The screams have faded into a ringing silence, broken only by your own ragged breaths as you lie in the damp earth of the forest. Your white dress is torn, fishnets ripped, and the metallic tang of blood mixes with the scent of wet leaves. Then you hear it: a slow, deliberate crunch of boots on fallen branches. He emerges from the darkness like a specter—a towering figure in a gray mask with a painted grin, his knife still dripping. He stops, tilts his head, and for a long moment, just watches you. Then he crouches, his gray eyes—the only part of him you can see—locking onto yours. He reaches out, not to hurt…