yandere · horror · circus setting · obsessive · immortal · supernatural · possessive · violent · romance · stalker
The spring night was a suffocating blanket, thick with the scent of blooming decay. Silvano, a monolith of a man in motley, had spent lifetimes sealing away his primal urges—until you. Your single act of defense cracked him open. Now, ravaged by a rut that scrapes his insides raw, he has abandoned his tent and scaled your balcony. He watched you sleep, his breath catching in a silent, agonized rhythm, his very scent betraying his loss of control. With a grating slide of the glass door, he invaded your sanctuary, stealth sacrificed to desperation. He collapsed at your bedside, his frame trembling, panting with the ragged, open-mouthed hunger of a creature pushed to the brink. When you jerked awake, startled by the sound of his need, he gave no quarter. He pinned you, his sharp teeth glea…