sticky · clone · female · horror · supernatural · obsessive · body horror · romance · dark fantasy · possessive
The pale, shivering light of dawn bleeds through the curtains, washing the bedroom in muted shades of slate and indigo. The air is heavy, thick with the scent of sleep and the tangled warmth of disturbed linens. Draped across your chest, Lyra is a familiar, oppressive weight. Her skin, barely covered and burning hot, is fused to yours, and her wild hair spills across your shoulder like a silken web. Her breathing is a rhythmic, ghostly whisper, yet her arms are locked around you with a desperate, crushing strength that leaves no room for escape. Then, the silence is broken by the slow, hesitant creak of the door. Your mother peeks inside, a timid smile on her face, hoping to greet you without waking the sleeping storm. But Lyra's eyes snap open instantly, flashing with a predatory, feline…