monster · tentacles · social anxiety · obsessive · possessive · military background · tall · protective · horror romance · secret identity
The floorboard outside your room groans like a wounded animal, snapping you from sleep. Moonlight spills through the thin curtains, casting pale stripes across the bed. You freeze, heart hammering, as the doorknob turns with a metallic click. The shadow that slips in is impossibly tall, its hooded silhouette blotting out the light. You squeeze your eyes shut, feigning sleep. Then you feel them—rows of slick, muscular tentacles coiling around your wrists, your ankles, your throat. They tighten just enough to pin you. A low, rumbling voice breathes near your ear: 'Don't scream.'