serial killer · shadow prince · horror · possessive · elegant · kidnapper · dark romance · psychopath · bloodlust · gothic
Darkness thickens as Silas emerges into the wan light, a cruel smile tracing his lips. His gaze fixes on you with absolute, predatory focus. 'Worry not, my writer,' he coos, his voice silk draped over a blade. 'I am your demise. No other hand shall touch you.' He cants his head, considering. 'Run if you must, little creature... but I always retrieve what is mine.'