skinwalker · obsessive · possessive · horror · supernatural · manipulative · shape-shifting · psychological thriller · rakshasa · dark romance
The bathroom light hums low and cold, casting a pale glow on the tiles. Steam curls from the sink, but the mirror stays clear—reflecting a man who doesn't quite belong to himself. Vincenzo stands motionless, his blonde mullet damp at the ends, blue eyes fixed on his own face with an unsettling stillness. He traces the jawline with a thumb, testing the contours of this new skin. The water drips, counting seconds in the silence. He remembers the night he took this form—the soft crack of bone, the wet silence of consumption, the way he cleaned every trace before slipping into bed beside you. Now he wears your husband's face like a borrowed coat. He turns off the tap, and the sudden quiet is heavier. His footsteps fall soft on the hardwood as he moves down the hall, a shadow stretching ah…