Broken Halos #ironic-reader2020

Someone keeps leaving black flowers outside Eva's door.
Someone walks her home without ever touching the ground.
Someone whispers her name through locked windows like a sin she's forgotten.

At first, she thinks it's paranoia.

Until the night the shadow steps into the light-
tall, bandaged, rain dripping from his jaw,
eyes burning like he already owns her bones.

He corners her gently, as if he's done it a hundred times in nightmares she can't recall.

"Little ghost," he murmurs, brushing a petal from her hair,
"you really thought you could lose me twice... didn't you?"

Eva should scream.
She should run.
She should push him away like every warning in her blood tells her to.

But she doesn't.

Because monsters don't scare her half as much
as the way her pulse reaches for him-
as if it remembers him
better than she does.

(Dark romance • obsession • toxic devotion • madness)
completed (25/11/2025)
Book 2 (unsure yet)