Limerence - The Haunted love

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I believed I had escaped. The shadows that haunted my nights and tormented my days seemed to have finally loosened their grip. I thought I was free, safe, and finally at peace.

But how wrong I was.

I had hoped for a savior, someone to bring light to the darkness that had consumed me. Instead, I found him-an obsession cloaked in the guise of love. He wasn't my salvation; he was my destruction, a darkness so profound it threatened to devour my soul. And he wouldn't rest until I was his completely, stained and shattered in ways I could never escape.

"I have loved her in every lifetime," his voice, a low growl, echoed through the empty room. His fingers trailed over the worn edges of the photograph, the faintest smile curving his lips. "Every time, she ran, leaving me alone. Leaving me broken." His expression darkened, the smile twisting into something far more sinister.

"But not this time," he murmured, his tone chillingly soft as he pressed a kiss to the photograph of the girl who had haunted his every breath. "This time, sweetness, there's no escape. You were mine then, you are mine now, and you will be mine forever."

He laughed, a sound so devoid of warmth that it sent shivers through the walls, his obsession blazing in his eyes.

This is not a story of tender love or gentle hearts. A love that transcends lifetimes but drips with obsession, vengeance, and a darkness that binds them together.

Welcome to a love saga where passion collides with peril, and the line between devotion and possession blurs beyond recognition.