When you've been a victim all your life, falling in love with a serial killer doesn't seem all that bad. It had been two years since people in New Hale have started going missing. Yet without any bodies found, it's unclear whether this is pure coincidence or the work of a genius serial killer. Lucy Starling starts her life at university with hope. Hope that her awful time in high school would not be repeated here. Hope that her family would stay safe in these uncertain times. And hope that her missing best friend is still alive out there somewhere. But all that hope is crushed when the first body is found. And she is the prime suspect. As though her life couldn't get worse, Lucy manages to catch the attention of the real killer. Yet instead of giving in to despair, she surprises him by falling in love. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙢? *** 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗦 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗟𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗗: Killer x Victim Serial Killer Yandere Stalker Bullying Innocent Girl x Murderous Guy Slow Burn Love Triangle Reverse Harem Stockholm She falls first but he falls harder

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK