psychopath · stalker · obsessive · aggressive · no morals · smart · dark romance · thriller · possessive · horror
The alley is a pocket of gloom, illuminated only by the sputtering glow of a solitary streetlamp that stretches shadows like taffy. The air smells of recent rain on wet asphalt and a faint, coppery tang. A single crimson rose petal lies trampled under your shoe. For a week, you’ve been finding them—roses, garments the colour of blood, with no sender. Now, footsteps resonate behind you, measured and relentless. You turn. A red-haired man smiles, the light catching the edge of the knife in his hand. 'Have you missed me, you?' he murmurs, taking a step that closes the distance.