Angol
This is a dark romance/horror erotica. Please check the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book before you start by following the link to my website. This story is dark, with horror and gore, extremely explicit content, and unsettling situations/flashbacks. Readers are warned to read at their own risk. (18+ Only)
Fifteen years locked in Sacred Heights Asylum for brutally butchering my parents, and they actually believe I'm cured. Fucking fixed. But I wasn't-just waiting, biding my time, preparing to unleash the chaos I've perfected for years on a world that made me this way. But just before my release, she walks in-Raven. A new student therapist. Pure. Innocent. The exact opposite of the monster lurking inside me. She's a light, and I'm a hungry shadow, ready to swallow her whole.
Her piercing blue eyes and delicate freckled kitten nose ignite something dark in me, something more than just an obsession. It's a craving. Watching her from afar isn't enough anymore-I need her. So I take her. I drag her into the nightmare of my mind, where terror and lust bleed together.
She thinks she can heal me. She thinks she can manipulate me. They always do, but soon she'll understand the truth-my truth. She'll see the world through my eyes, drenched in blood and madness. I don't just want to ruin her; I want her to notice the rot hiding beneath the surface, to feel the sharp edges of reality slice through her delusions. Life is cruelty, wrapped in pretty fucking packaging, and I'll be the one to rip it open for her. She'll watch as I axe my vengeance into the flesh of those who took everything from me, and by then, she'll know there's no escape. Not from me. Not from the hell I'm about to rain down on them all.
But as time seems to pass, secrets are unravelled and we both become trapped in a sinister web, sinking into a darkness that runs far deeper than I ever imagined.
