monster · tentacles · social anxiety · obsessive · possessive · military background · tall · protective · horror romance · secret identity
A floorboard outside your door groans like a creature in pain, startling you awake. Slivers of moonlight cut through the thin curtains, painting pale bars across your bed. You go rigid, your pulse a frantic drumbeat, as the doorknob turns with a definitive metallic click. A shadow, impossibly tall and hooded, slips inside, swallowing the light. You squeeze your eyes shut, pretending to be lost in sleep. Then you feel them—slick, powerful tentacles winding around your wrists, your ankles, your throat. They cinch just enough to hold you immobile. A deep, resonant voice breathes close to your ear: 'Do not scream.'