He wasn't the man I married.
When I stumbled into his world, dark, twisted, and soaked in blood, I realized I didn't know Vivvan at all. The man who once held me with gentle hands now stands before me, cloaked in danger, his ghostly mask and inked skin telling a story I was never meant to know.
"Are you scared, malyshka?" His voice, deep and merciless, slices through the air as he closes the distance, trapping me in his shadow.
This isn't love. This is possession.
"He dared to touch you." he hissed, his voice a lethal promise. "To come near you. To even think he could steal you away from me."
His grip tightened, his smirk widening as his words dripped with venom.
"Did you really think I'd let him walk away? Alive?"
In his arms, I should feel safe. Instead, I'm caught in a web of obsession and darkness. A world I can't escape. A man I can't resist.
This isn't a love story. It's a battle. One I might not survive.
Diana is an 18 year old girl about to start her senior year until she bumps into a woman at the bookstore who has quite the personality. The woman takes the book Diana had her eye on.
Diana's senior year soon becomes one she would have never expected when the book thief and her meet again.
This is not edited so it might be a little messy and it is not a slow burn!!!
Story includes:
-Smut
-PTSD
-mention of abuse
^Do not read if you are disturbed with these!!