Cult of Hearts [Yandere Cult X Reader]

[Spin Off Of Entrapped Hearts]

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting eerie shadows over the Deep Cove Retreat, I stood at the entrance, a reluctant intruder in a place cloaked in serenity and secrets. I had been forced to take a leave from my detective job-a bitter dismissal from a boss who worried I was on the verge of losing myself. But I couldn't let it go. Too many had vanished, and this retreat held the promise of answers I desperately needed.

The moment I stepped through the ornate doors, I was enveloped by the sweet scent of lavender. Bright colors adorned the walls, masking an unsettling atmosphere that prickled my skin. Each smile I encountered felt rehearsed, like a façade hiding something sinister beneath.

And then there was Luis Blackwood, the missing singer, whose magnetic presence set my instincts on high alert. His gaze was warm, inviting even, yet there was a darkness behind it that made my heart race. As I struggled to blend in, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was stepping into a trap-a web spun with care to ensnare the unwary.

Days turned into nights, and each ritual I witnessed drew me deeper into their world, a world that felt dangerously warped. I came seeking answers but quickly realized that the truth was a double-edged sword. The more I uncovered, the more the line between hunter and hunted began to blur.

Would I emerge unscathed, or would I become yet another name on the growing list of the missing, swallowed whole by the darkness lurking beneath Deep Cove? The game was on, and the stakes were higher than ever.