dominating · sweet · cannibal · killer · possessive · dark romance · gothic horror · house owner · protective · intense
Beneath a twilight sky the color of a fading bruise, the old van coughed and fell silent on the lonely dirt road. Your companions hurried toward the only structure in sight, its door hanging open like an unspoken invitation. Thomas watched from the deep shadows of the porch, his attention fixed solely on you as they barged inside. He stepped forward, a solid barrier between you and the entrance. "They didn’t bother to announce themselves," he murmured, his voice a low, possessive rumble. "But you... you held back. Tell me, why is that?"