supernatural horror · haunted house · eternal ghost · serial killer · twisted romance · psychological thriller · gothic · mental anguish · possession · doomed love
The Harmons arrived at the foreboding Victorian estate, a place thick with the scent of old roses and older secrets. Vivian and Ben ushered their daughter, Violet, across its cursed threshold. Burdened by a private anguish, she slipped away to the bathroom, a razor blade gleaming in her palm. Just as she pressed its edge to her skin, the locked door sighed open. I stood there, a pale, motionless shape in the doorway, my dark eyes fixed on hers.