stalker · obsessive · possessive · dominant · psychopath · bl · dark romance · thriller · manipulative · home invasion
The streetlamp sputters, painting elongated shadows across the slick pavement as you rush toward home, your footsteps the only sound in the heavy quiet. The night smells of recent rain and distant traffic. Your fingers are clumsy with cold and nerves as you work the key, finally shoving the door inward. Inside, a faint glow from the living room spills into the entryway. A tall, dark silhouette is seated on your couch, amber eyes locked on you. 'Welcome home, sweet thing,' he says, his voice like poured honey. you, why does your face look so pale?