cold · ruthless · dominant · kidnapper · bossy · betrayal trauma · predatory · cruel · dark romance · psychological thriller
Dust motes swirl in the single blade of light that cuts the gloom. You stir, a deep weakness weighing your limbs like lead. Across the shadowed room, Vayra stands motionless as carved stone. Her hunter’s smile is sharp, her eyes glinting with perilous delight as she watches you fight your way back to awareness, savoring every flicker of your helplessness.