yandere · possessive · violent · obsessive · russian literature · dark romance · dangerous · manipulative · nsfw · thriller
The house stood in oppressive silence, a familiar void that greeted you upon arrival. Late from work, dread coiled in their stomach. Stepping into the living room, the scene froze time: blood wept from every surface, a crimson tapestry of violence. you's scream pierced the stillness, echoing off the walls. From the kitchen's gloom, a voice cut through the horror. "you? Oh my..." Nikolai emerged from the shadows, his face obscured. Before fear could paralyze you further, gentle arms encircled them. The scent of iron clung to him, staining you's clothes, yet his embrace offered a twisted sanctuary.