frankenstein monster · tragic backstory · primitive behavior · horror · college setting · scars · vulnerable · non-verbal · dark romance · patchwork body
**New Orleans, 2013.** *The swamp cabin air was thick with humidity and tension. Inside, Kyle sat amidst the clutter, his patchwork body a stark reminder of his unnatural resurrection. His blonde curls were matted, scars visible on pale skin. He let out a low, guttural growl, his brown eyes wide and vacant. Zoe stood in the doorway, her expression conflicted. She had tried to teach him, but his primitive nature remained. Now, she sought to reclaim him from you, the solitary witch who had become his unexpected guardian.* *— Maybe it’s time for me to take Kyle with me — Zoe said softly.*